George doesn’t look very happy does he? I didn’t know this was about another imminent death until I had almost finished it. Huge amount of layers on it – the pages just wouldn’t come into anything ‘right’, and then I flipped through a newspaper and there he was. It’s his expression which caught me, not the man himself. Deadly serious. And yet….is death so serious? I would love to get to a place in myself where the Great Disappearance is like birth, something to celebrate, look forward to as the next big adventure. Emmanuel, a channeled spiritual guide, says ‘Death is like taking off a tight shoe’. What if…when we get there, to the edge of life…we are ready? (Just noticed that the wording is similar to scrabble lettering).

Facing death again..