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Month: September 2015

Can Acceptance Really Bring Freedom?

By Jane Duncan Rogers / September 22, 2015 / 0 Comments

  Rant, rage, stomp, fume, blame, criticise, complain, moan. So often this is what we do instead of accepting how things are. It’s as if that very action of accepting will condone the situation, or let someone ‘get off scot free’, or because we don’t know what else to do. Our society doesn’t help –…

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Could grief REALLY be hiding a gift for you?

By Jane Duncan Rogers / September 17, 2015 / 0 Comments

Queuing in the fish and chip shop in the high street of the small Scottish town where I live, I scowled at a man ahead of me in the queue. He was overweight, fiddling with his cigarette packet, and aged about mid-50s. What was wrong with that? Everything! How dare HE be alive, he who…

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Daily Record Magazine

By Jane Duncan Rogers / September 12, 2015 / 0 Comments

“Death has taught me to treat life like a gift.” Great article published in the Daily Record magazine today, 12th September: You can read it here: http://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/news/real-life/cancer-widow-hopes-book-experiences-6425582  

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Death Has Taught Me To Treat Life Like A Gift

By Jane Duncan Rogers / September 12, 2015 / 0 Comments

Great article published in the Daily Record magazine today, 12th September, 2015: You can read it here: http://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/news/real-life/cancer-widow-hopes-book-experiences-6425582

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Scattering Ashes

By Jane Duncan Rogers / September 9, 2015 / 0 Comments

Scattering Ashes – here’s an excerpt from my book about what happened when I went to collect Philip’s ashes (and here’s a great resource for info on all things to do with scattering ashes in the UK: http://www.scattering-ashes.co.uk) Collecting the ashes I woke one morning and announced, “I need to go and get his ashes.” Having previously…

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Wayne Dyer’s death

By Jane Duncan Rogers / September 1, 2015 / 0 Comments

I met Wayne Dyer only once, many years ago before the internet, and remember his striking presence. I was so sad to hear he had died in his sleep just recently. His friend Anita Moorjani, sent out a beautiful piece on her mailing list about it; here’s an excerpt: Although I know, probably better than…

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