I believe that my body is the one thing that well and truly belongs to me. I see my body as my ally. I believe that my life choices are mine. In conjunction with those beliefs I know that my journey in this body is a temporary thing,  that each day, each moment is a gift.  My death brings meaning to my life as it shines a light on what is truly important and brings to me, with each present moment, a sense of gratitude and wonder.

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During the past ten years I have struggled with multiple health issues: Bowel cancer, Autoimmune illnesses, Thyroid removal etc. I found myself having to simplify my life, learning how to live with ongoing pain, fatigue, and physical limitation. At the same time, I have had some of the best years of my life, as my relationship with my wife had space to grow and flourish, and we built a life together celebrating the time we had together each and every day.

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In some ways, having faced my own death, or at least the very real possibility of it, has changed my relationship to life. To face my own imminent death, and to have lived, makes my every day on this earth a gift. I never imagined that I would be well enough to work in my chosen profession again, and yet here I am. I have learned that death is not something to be feared, but exists as a powerful reminder of just how precious and beautiful life is.  I hope that I can use my own experience, to be fully present and able to help people when they are living with health challenges and/or facing the possibility of death and/or death itself.

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