Tuesday, November 1, 2011

All Saints' Day

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace. - Sylvia Plath 

In the Northern hemisphere November is a perfect time to reflect on the meaning of things, on life in general, on death and dying...