I'm taking a break this week from my regularly scheduled posts about mythology and how they shape our views of death and dying. For those of you who are just tuning in, you can take a look at these posts here - and I'll get back to them in the coming weeks.  For now, though, given all that is happening around the globe and the ever-escalating climate around politics here in the US, I wanted to speak directly to some points that have been incubating in my thought processes over the last few months related to our ongoing discussion around the fear of death and what it means to truly live.  We've taken a look becore at how the westernized taboo of death - and the marginalize of the biomechanical death processes - have led to a denial of sorts:  death is something we look at only when we must, which is generally right before it happens to us.   We've ceased to view death as a natural (and accepted) part of the cycles of life, and instead view it as a moment of unav...