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Beautiful Ayala. My father heads towards his final time here with A long sometimes turbulent struggle with Dementia. I recently got to visit him in Cornwall, close to the sea and my mother who can visit regularly, to gently cut his hair and just sit by his side. He is not aware we are there but my heart talks to him and his to mine even though he can’t speak. You’ve inspired me to write a piece that perhaps I can share when I next visit him by his bedside.Thank you 🙏🏼❤️

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This is beautiful Christian.

Reading your words left me reflecting on how much our culture makes assumptions about the experience of someone who's mind is no longer in charge - whether through dementia, coma or stroke. Yet as a meditator you may be able to sense into this space he is inhabiting which is beyond the conceptual mind in a different way? It may be, for example, that he is fully aware of your presence and your words, but has lost all capacity to integrate, articulate and respond? Simply aware. So I love your description of the conversation which arises between your two hearts. Thank you for sharing.

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What a beautiful, raw reflection. You express so clearly what I relate and many will I’m sure ... the complexity of the relationship with a parent.. thank you x

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Thank you Alana. I know I'm not alone with the experience of complex love, so I'm glad to hear it resonated 🙏🏼

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