Can we dance with ghosts?
Say goodbye without losing a part of us in doing so?
The long sleep. The greatest journey. The end.
Can we celebrate the transformation of death?
Open our hearts to those who have gone before us?
In Mexico, they cook and eat with the memories and images of their dead.
Can we feed the dead?
Smile with them one more time?
Dia de Los Muertos (Day of the Dead) is an unusual day for sure.
Can we accept the end?
Live knowing we will someday die?
Perhaps. Maybe not?
Who will celebrate with me when I die?