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greenstormSo I've always been death-aspected. Naming this about myself is one of the more powerful things that's happened to me. For me this means I have a bone-deep intrinsic understanding of the fitness and importance of death. I know that it is inevitable. I think the cycle of death/birth is beautiful and compelling, and not just the birth part. Death is one part of the meaning of everything. It's a time to view, honour, and create an organism's meaning.
This does not mean I don't feel grief when things die, nor does it mean I want to hurry my own death along. It may even mean I'm more able to experience my grief because I'm not trying to erase the presence of the death.
Our society tends to view death as meaningless or as a punishment. It wants to hide death as much as possible. That becomes increasingly evident when I wander around existing. Some folks view the existence of death as an affront, and some feel like death voids all the meaning of everything. I'm glad I'm not those folks. I value my understanding of the cycle.
Aaaaaaaand... there's a huge shortage of abbatoirs in the interior of BC. Lots of folks can't get appropriate poultry slaughtered (especially waterfowl) because there are not enough licensed facilities for them, and because what facilities exist are so widely spaced. One of the biggest things anyone could do to promote waterfowl breeds would be to open an abbatoir that serviced them somewhere around Prince George/Williams Lake.
In my mind this is one of the things I'll retire to: likely not enough work to be a full-time or well-paying business, but providing a service.
It seems like a good fit.
This does not mean I don't feel grief when things die, nor does it mean I want to hurry my own death along. It may even mean I'm more able to experience my grief because I'm not trying to erase the presence of the death.
Our society tends to view death as meaningless or as a punishment. It wants to hide death as much as possible. That becomes increasingly evident when I wander around existing. Some folks view the existence of death as an affront, and some feel like death voids all the meaning of everything. I'm glad I'm not those folks. I value my understanding of the cycle.
Aaaaaaaand... there's a huge shortage of abbatoirs in the interior of BC. Lots of folks can't get appropriate poultry slaughtered (especially waterfowl) because there are not enough licensed facilities for them, and because what facilities exist are so widely spaced. One of the biggest things anyone could do to promote waterfowl breeds would be to open an abbatoir that serviced them somewhere around Prince George/Williams Lake.
In my mind this is one of the things I'll retire to: likely not enough work to be a full-time or well-paying business, but providing a service.
It seems like a good fit.
