What is the condition of your soul?

Have you ever encountered someone in your life that literally ignited your soul? A time where you felt something come alive inside you that you didn’t even know was there?

I remember as a young teenager, my dad’s cousin, whom I had never met, came for a visit. He had a dire cancer diagnosis and decided to ride his motorcycle cross country – leaving from the east coast, stopping in the Midwest to see my family before heading out west. Despite his diagnosis, he was full of life. I remember him talking about his adventures and seeing this zest for life that was palpable. It had such a significant impact on me, I wrote him a letter letting him know how much he inspired me with his words and his actions. And his love. You could feel the love.

I also remember in my previous profession as a reporter interviewing a married couple who had contracted HIV/AIDS. It was a time when AIDS carried a stigma and was a death sentence. Despite that, this couple traveled the country telling their story to educate others. They exuded joy, hope and purpose. They laughed. They had plans. They were living, fully. It touched my heart deeply. I thought of them long after that short encounter.

These encounters remind me to always seek that flame in my soul. Not to just go through the motions of life, but to live with intention so maybe I will be able to touch someone’s soul like they touched mine.

My work as an end of life doula has a lot to do with soul work, defining ways to live life to the fullest until our very last breath. This will look different for everyone, but it is all about love, hope and purpose in whatever form that takes.

I remember one woman I was fortunate to spend time with wanted to give almost all her belongings to the homeless before she died. It meant so much to her to help others during her own vulnerable time of life.

I remember a gentleman who wanted to read books about maritime history until he couldn’t anymore. It kept his mind engaged and brought him joy.

I remember another woman wanting to spend as much time in her garden as she could – she said the fresh air made her feel alive.

Another gentleman was determined to stay alive until he met his great grandchild who had been born in another country. He told me about her during every visit. He also found joy in the little things - telling me stories of his life and working on puzzles. He did in fact meet his sweet great granddaughter! She had no idea how she completely changed his last days giving him great purpose waiting for her to arrive.

This is what drives me. Finding ways to keep the soul fully alive while the body may be failing. Most often, this space is found in listening. Listening to someone’s life story. Listening to their pain, fears, and hope for the future. Embracing and accepting every single feeling and doing something with it that will help the soul in the journey.

It is truly a privilege to be in this sacred space.