<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236</id><updated>2011-11-18T00:02:30.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PalliativeChronicle</title><subtitle type='html'>from Anesthesiologist to Palliative Medicine Physician</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-6152209719413583141</id><published>2011-02-13T20:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:56:23.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddha's Teachings about Breathing</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}@font-face {  font-family: "Garamond";}@font-face {  font-family: "AdvM2701";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraph, li.MsoListParagraph, div.MsoListParagraph { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0in; }ul { margin-bottom: 0in; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;The Buddha's &lt;a href="http://www.parallax.org/cgi-bin/shopper.cgi?preadd=action&amp;amp;key=BOOKBYA"&gt;Sutra on the Full Awareness of Breathing&lt;/a&gt; is a reminder to bring breath, body and mind into harmony, with breathing serving as an anchor as well as a place to begin to go home and reconcile with oneself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}@font-face {  font-family: "Garamond";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraph, li.MsoListParagraph, div.MsoListParagraph { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0in; }ul { margin-bottom: 0in; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}@font-face {  font-family: "Garamond";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraph, li.MsoListParagraph, div.MsoListParagraph { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast, li.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast, div.MsoListParagraphCxSpLast { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0in; }ul { margin-bottom: 0in; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;The Body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in a long breath, I know I am breathing in a long breath. Breathing out a long breath, I know I am breathing out a long breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, my breath goes deep. Breathing out, my breath goes slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I am aware of my whole body. Breathing out, I calm my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;4.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I know I am alive. Breathing out, I smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;5.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I feel joyful. Breathing out, I feel joyful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;6.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I feel happy. Breathing out, I feel happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;7.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I am aware of feelings present in my body and mind at this moment. Breathing out, I touch the feelings that are making me suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;8.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I calm those feelings leaving my body and mind peaceful. Breathing out, I am grateful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;The Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;9.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I am aware of the activity present in my mind at this moment. Breathing out, I concentrate my mind and look deeply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;10.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I untie knots created by unhelpful thinking or imaginings. Breathing out, I embrace and quiet all of my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;11.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I gladden my mind. Breathing out, I water the seeds of loving kindness and compassion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;12.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I cultivate forgiveness. Breathing out, I liberate my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;The Objects of the Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;13.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I observe all things transforming. Breathing out, I recognize their impermanent nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;14.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I detect the disappearance of desire. Breathing out, I experience non-craving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;15.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I observe the cessation of erroneous ideas. Breathing out, I see suffering born from ignorance fading away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;16.&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Breathing in, I let go of the idea that I did not exist before I was born. Breathing out, I let go of the idea that I will not exist after I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-6152209719413583141?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6152209719413583141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/buddhas-teachings-about-breathing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6152209719413583141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6152209719413583141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/buddhas-teachings-about-breathing.html' title='Buddha&apos;s Teachings about Breathing'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-5753310903999761659</id><published>2011-01-28T19:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T19:57:17.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TUNzE2j5VsI/AAAAAAAAALY/MKS-E-cYbfw/s1600/Self+regulation+attention.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TUNzE2j5VsI/AAAAAAAAALY/MKS-E-cYbfw/s200/Self+regulation+attention.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TUNzI051J6I/AAAAAAAAALc/V7G34uhjsU0/s1600/Minfulness+image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TUNzI051J6I/AAAAAAAAALc/V7G34uhjsU0/s1600/Minfulness+image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-5753310903999761659?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5753310903999761659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/reminders.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5753310903999761659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5753310903999761659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/reminders.html' title='Reminders'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TUNzE2j5VsI/AAAAAAAAALY/MKS-E-cYbfw/s72-c/Self+regulation+attention.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-6830878753860038319</id><published>2011-01-26T22:10:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:02:42.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rituals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}@font-face {  font-family: "Times";}@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}@font-face {  font-family: "Garamond";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }span.specifictopics1 {  }div.Section1 { page: Sec&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span class="specifictopics1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Rituals can transform a situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}@font-face {  font-family: "Times";}@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}@font-face {  font-family: "Garamond";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.specifictopics, li.specifictopics, div.specifictopics { margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }span.specifictopics1 {  }div.Section1 { page: Section1; } &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;At the end–of–life, they help a person die a peaceful death, and bring reconciliation and acceptance to loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="specifictopics1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; Rituals come in many forms addressing the physical world (body), thoughts and ideas (mind), and the realms of myth (soul) and spirit (energy); helping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; to heal the pain of letting go, while at the same time connecting those bearing witness with something beyond earthly concerns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TUDr7XKdhiI/AAAAAAAAALU/XhhCPtGEHKU/s1600/Rituals+at+death.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TUDr7XKdhiI/AAAAAAAAALU/XhhCPtGEHKU/s200/Rituals+at+death.png" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Many religions have in common: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="specifictopics1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Creating a peaceful, soothing atmosphere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="specifictopics1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Appealing to the senses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="specifictopics1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Helping the dying person and all present to sense a sacred presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;Some tools:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;Lighting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="specifictopics1"&gt; Soft incandescent lighting or burning candles to bring feelings of peace and tranquility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;Aromas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="specifictopics1"&gt; Burning sage, scented candles, essential oils, or incense to induce a calming effect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Holy Objects&lt;span class="specifictopics1"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="specifictopics1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; An altar arranged with spiritually meaningful articles, medallions, statues or pictures to offer a visual focus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="specifictopics"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Music:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; To soothe and inspire. Certain instruments such as harps, drums or bells, are used in many traditions. Sounds of nature and the human voice can be very healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;Prayer:&lt;/span&gt; Oral prayer in keeping with the dying person's tradition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;Silence:&lt;/span&gt; An important sound. It is good to remember the value and necessity of simply sitting in silence with the dying person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8784887939972309236&amp;amp;postID=6830878753860038319" name="4brains"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-6830878753860038319?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6830878753860038319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/rituals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6830878753860038319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6830878753860038319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/rituals.html' title='Rituals'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TUDr7XKdhiI/AAAAAAAAALU/XhhCPtGEHKU/s72-c/Rituals+at+death.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2116899185059936548</id><published>2011-01-02T21:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:34:38.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Compassion</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}@font-face {  font-family: "Times";}@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}@font-face {  font-family: "Garamond";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TSE_M4r6DHI/AAAAAAAAALM/by0ryBKox7E/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-01-02+at+21.04.28.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TSE_M4r6DHI/AAAAAAAAALM/by0ryBKox7E/s200/Screen+shot+2011-01-02+at+21.04.28.png" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Germer, Christopher K. The Mindful Path to Self-Compassion. New York: The Guildford Press. 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;“A moment of self-compassion can change your entire day. A string of such moments can change the course of your life” - from the Introduction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;This book was written to help readers develop and strengthen their capacity for self-compassion and loving-kindness. The author believes enhancing one’s skills in these areas reduces the isolation and inevitable personal suffering that results from self-judgment, self-doubt and self-condemnation: Extending kindness to oneself as a healing strategy boosts self-esteem, increasing the likelihood of being more fully able to extend these aspirations to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Germer travels the path to self-compassion from the perspectives of mindfulness and loving-kindness. His basic premise is that life is tough. It is just not possible to avoid feeling bad sometimes. He argues, since feeling bad is a fact of the human condition, then recognizing the common humanity in this experience bestows permission to treat oneself with the same kindness we afford to others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0.05pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0.05pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Throughout the text, the author asks questions for the reader to ponder and introduces them in a step-by-step fashion to practical techniques and exercises that support the development of mindfulness, loving-kindness meditation and self-compassion skills. Practicing these techniques is encouraged as a means to strengthen and expand one’s repertoire for dealing with negative emotions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2116899185059936548?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2116899185059936548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/font-face-font-family-arialfont-face.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2116899185059936548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2116899185059936548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/font-face-font-family-arialfont-face.html' title='Self Compassion'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TSE_M4r6DHI/AAAAAAAAALM/by0ryBKox7E/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-01-02+at+21.04.28.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-6600384896198947030</id><published>2011-01-01T15:00:00.036-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:48:50.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence</title><content type='html'>I apologize to readers of this blog for ceasing to post without explanation. Amidst completing the requirements for the Palliative Medicine fellowship, moving from Ottawa to Winnipeg and starting two new positions, I lost one beloved relative to a COPD exacerbation and two very dear friends, one to cancer and the other unexpectedly but peacefully. Two other friends have been diagnosed with advanced cancer in the past few months. My world has become noticeably smaller and I am grieving these losses. I assumed the role of Executrix for the first time in yet another city, and experienced first hand the enormity of this task. Other responsibilities continue..... I cannot commit to regular posts, but I enjoyed blogging very much and miss this form of exploration and self expression. I will add to this site as I am able.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-6600384896198947030?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6600384896198947030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/absence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6600384896198947030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6600384896198947030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/absence.html' title='Absence'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-4039813878660844828</id><published>2010-05-12T19:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T19:56:56.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Instincts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S-tMxb1UpJI/AAAAAAAAAKk/l4Bl4HU-Edw/s1600/geese.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S-tMxb1UpJI/AAAAAAAAAKk/l4Bl4HU-Edw/s320/geese.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wild Geese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Mary Oliver&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You&amp;nbsp;do&amp;nbsp;not&amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;good.&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;nbsp;do&amp;nbsp;not&amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;walk&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;knees&lt;br /&gt;for&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;hundred&amp;nbsp;miles&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;desert,&amp;nbsp;repenting.&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;nbsp;only&amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;let&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;soft&amp;nbsp;animal&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;love&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;loves.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Tell&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;despair,&amp;nbsp;yours,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;will&amp;nbsp;tell&amp;nbsp;you mine.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;world&amp;nbsp;goes&amp;nbsp;on.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;sun&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;clear&amp;nbsp;pebbles&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;the rain&lt;br /&gt;are&amp;nbsp;moving&amp;nbsp;across&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;landscapes,&lt;br /&gt;over&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;prairies&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;deep&amp;nbsp;trees,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the&amp;nbsp;mountains&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;rivers.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;wild&amp;nbsp;geese,&amp;nbsp;high&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;clean&amp;nbsp;blue air,&lt;br /&gt;are&amp;nbsp;heading&amp;nbsp;home&amp;nbsp;again.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;are,&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;matter&amp;nbsp;how&amp;nbsp;lonely, the&amp;nbsp;world&amp;nbsp;offers&amp;nbsp;itself&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;imagination,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; calls&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;like&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;wild&amp;nbsp;geese,&amp;nbsp;harsh&amp;nbsp;and exciting — &lt;br /&gt;over&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;over&amp;nbsp;announcing&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;place&lt;br /&gt;in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;family&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-4039813878660844828?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4039813878660844828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/natural-instincts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4039813878660844828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4039813878660844828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/natural-instincts.html' title='Natural Instincts'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S-tMxb1UpJI/AAAAAAAAAKk/l4Bl4HU-Edw/s72-c/geese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-3609859995146343540</id><published>2010-05-06T06:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T06:40:09.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May Grand Rounds</title><content type='html'>Here is the link to Palliative Care&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://medicalfutility.blogspot.com/2010/05/palliative-care-grand-rounds-may-2010.html"&gt;May Grand Rounds&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;hosted by Thaddeus Pope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-3609859995146343540?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3609859995146343540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-grand-rounds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/3609859995146343540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/3609859995146343540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-grand-rounds.html' title='May Grand Rounds'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-7080751498639624525</id><published>2010-05-02T20:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:14:25.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Measures of Inner Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8784887939972309236&amp;amp;postID=7080751498639624525" name="12_Symptoms_of_Inner_Peace_"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S9y6yqOJCiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3HNRVj4Ra0E/s1600/Dalai-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S9y6yqOJCiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3HNRVj4Ra0E/s200/Dalai-1.png" width="167" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;An increasing      tendency to let things happen rather than make them happen.     &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;An unmistakable      ability to enjoy each moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A loss of interest      in interpreting the actions of others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A loss of interest      in judging other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A loss of interest in judging self.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A loss of interest in conflict. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A loss of the ability to worry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Frequent, overwhelming episodes of      appreciation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Contented feelings of connectedness with      others and nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Frequent bouts of smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A tendency to think and act spontaneously      rather than on fears based on past experiences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;An increased susceptibility to the love      extended by others as well as the uncontrollable urge to extend      it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://symptomsofinnerpeace.net/Authors_Website/Home.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;~Saskia Davis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-7080751498639624525?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7080751498639624525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/measures-of-inner-peace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/7080751498639624525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/7080751498639624525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/measures-of-inner-peace.html' title='Measures of Inner Peace'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S9y6yqOJCiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3HNRVj4Ra0E/s72-c/Dalai-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2302373276952365338</id><published>2010-05-01T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:15:54.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>La Neuvaine &amp; La Donation: Film Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To enlarge this article, click on the 'full' button in the toolbar underneath the article. To close the article after it has been opened, tap the escape &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;button on the computer keyboard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="300" name="__sse3933797" src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/doc_player.swf?doc=hippocratesinquebecfilmreview-100501180928-phpapp01&amp;amp;stripped_title=hippocrates-in-quebec-film-review" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2302373276952365338?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2302373276952365338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-neuvaine-la-donation-film-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2302373276952365338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2302373276952365338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-neuvaine-la-donation-film-review.html' title='La Neuvaine &amp; La Donation: Film Review'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2240661136503860853</id><published>2010-04-27T18:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:02:12.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Defining Palliative Care</title><content type='html'>This blog post entitled, &lt;a href="http://www.kevinmd.com/blog/2010/04/palliative-care-simple-consistent-message.html"&gt;"Palliative care needs a simple and consistent message"&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;at KevinMD.com is worth reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2240661136503860853?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2240661136503860853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/defining-palliative-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2240661136503860853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2240661136503860853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/defining-palliative-care.html' title='Defining Palliative Care'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-6509445550874168103</id><published>2010-04-25T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T08:59:42.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shell Shock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Six weeks ago I felt fine". Today, I have two different kinds of cancer, one on my vocal cord making my voice hoarse and one in my lung pressing on my blood vessels, making me feel short of breath and causing my face and arms to swell. The lung cancer has already spread to my bones. My legs are weak. Now I need a brace and a walker to walk and my back hurts. If I try to walk, I get more short of breath. My pancreas is inflamed and they say I have diabetes. I can't sleep because I am worried. What happened???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I included the words&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span direction="target" id="IDAJLHLC"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span direction="targettargettarget" id="IDAHLHLC"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"shell shock" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;on the Palliative Medicine consult today, amidst the obvious issues of pain, shortness of breath...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span direction="target" id="IDAJLHLC"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span direction="targettargettarget" id="IDAHLHLC"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;. The term was first coined in WWI to describe the confused or nervous mental condition of people who had been under fire in a war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"shell-shocked"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; is also used to describe someone in a state of stunned confusion or shock; someone who is dazed. The signs of shell shock are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;disorientation and inability to focus, with reactions like shaking, nightmares, twitching, headaches, fatigue, insomnia, dizziness, anxiety, and irritability. These are also signs experienced by patients with life-limiting illnesses who develop, for example, opioid neurotoxicity or delerium. In this case though, it was simply too much, too soon, too life-altering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-6509445550874168103?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6509445550874168103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/shell-shock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6509445550874168103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6509445550874168103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/shell-shock.html' title='Shell Shock'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-174355832926943435</id><published>2010-04-23T15:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:50:43.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>der Philosoph</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S9D6TLL5-DI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VR9oOmCBTAQ/s1600/knowledge-intuition-2-flipped-250x250-1237648636.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S9D6TLL5-DI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VR9oOmCBTAQ/s200/knowledge-intuition-2-flipped-250x250-1237648636.gif" style="cursor: move;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The title of &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/joseph-haydn"&gt;Haydn's&lt;/a&gt; Symphony #22, "The Philosopher", is thought to derive from the interplay in the first movement between the strings and English horns (melody and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Counterpoint"&gt;counterpoint&lt;/a&gt;), simulating a question followed by an answer. The composition evokes the image of a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Symphony_No._22_%28Haydn%29#Origins_of_the_nickname_.22The_Philosopher.22"&gt;philosopher&lt;/a&gt; deep in thought while time passes (alluded to musically by the muted tick-tock effect). This symphony comes to mind every now and then when I find myself contemplating alternatives &amp;amp; having to make a decision .... trying to strike a balance between intuition (being/receiving) and reason (doing/thinking). Other balance images include the &lt;a href="http://crystal-cure.com/protection-seal.html"&gt;seal totem &lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://newage.suite101.com/article.cfm/balancing_the_third_eye_chakra"&gt;Third eye chakra&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;EMI Classics: Simon Rattle &amp;amp; The City of Birmingham Orchestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I Adagio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fhaydn-22-i-adagio&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=ff7700" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;II Presto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fhaydn-22-ii-presto&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=ff7700" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;III Menuetto &amp;amp; Trio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fhaydn-22-iii-menuetto-trio&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=ff7700" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;IV Finale (Presto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fhaydn-22-iv-finale-presto&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=ff7700" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-174355832926943435?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/174355832926943435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/der-philosoph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/174355832926943435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/174355832926943435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/der-philosoph.html' title='der Philosoph'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S9D6TLL5-DI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VR9oOmCBTAQ/s72-c/knowledge-intuition-2-flipped-250x250-1237648636.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2583008549708431586</id><published>2010-04-18T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T16:53:47.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordles &amp; Endless Possibilities</title><content type='html'>This &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;wonderful site&lt;/a&gt; offers endless possibilities for creative expression using words. The developer says: "Wordle is a toy for generating   “word clouds” from text that you provide. The clouds   give greater prominence to words that appear more frequently   in the source text. You can tweak your clouds with different   fonts, layouts, and color schemes".&lt;br /&gt;This wordle was created from the blog post entitled, &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Is there a difference between the soul and the spirit?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;, &lt;a href="http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-there-difference-between-soul-and.html"&gt;March 28th&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S8rgNSigehI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GtDxgtvxHE8/s1600/Picture+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S8rgNSigehI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GtDxgtvxHE8/s320/Picture+3.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It would be interesting to monitor ongoing symptom burden in selected patients by teaching them how to use this tool. A visual &lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/viewer?a=v&amp;amp;q=cache:jFrkMqTm5CIJ:www.palliative.org/PC/ClinicalInfo/AssessmentTools/ESAS.pdf+esas&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=ca&amp;amp;pid=bl&amp;amp;srcid=ADGEESjd9qelhYjaMF4DXA7ncLXfDf5byT3orSjkmit75BCO_ORsedUu5QRYAr0vtUPcppk8-coSEC1wsuGCChJrUJPy65KE9jLR12h3GKLew7oScw83vLs-4wqmWMW5kQoZYmieDuxP&amp;amp;sig=AHIEtbR2riWWwHfQImJ6SJDF5R9XluX2PA"&gt;ESAS&lt;/a&gt;! with choice of font, color scheme and layout. On the &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt;, under the Wordle 'advanced' tab, words can be weighted to increase their prominence. Here is an example using ESAS symptoms with weights arbitrarily assigned, giving anxiety the highest symptom burden and appetite, breathlessness and nausea the lowest: Pain:60, Depression:20, Nausea:10, Mood:20, Sleep:80, Tiredness:80, Anxiety:100, Well-being:50, Breathlessness:10, Appetite:10. It is easy to see that anxiety is the main issue confronting this fictitious patient, followed by tiredness and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S8rmr2vfuqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/f-tNhtqD1fI/s1600/Picture+5.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S8rmr2vfuqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/f-tNhtqD1fI/s320/Picture+5.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This wordle uses 'duality' font, the 'mostly horizontal' layout and the 'kindled' color scheme. It is possible to select specific colors for each word if one understands how to use &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Web_colors#HTML_color_names"&gt;HTML color names&lt;/a&gt;. The wordle product changes every time you make a selection.....so, if you create something beautiful, open it in window (see tab on bottom left of the wordle), then save it as a screen shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2583008549708431586?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2583008549708431586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordles-endless-possibilities.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2583008549708431586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2583008549708431586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordles-endless-possibilities.html' title='Wordles &amp; Endless Possibilities'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S8rgNSigehI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GtDxgtvxHE8/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2127206265058692186</id><published>2010-04-17T06:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T06:40:54.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Specialist Palliative Care Services</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2F18-suite-in-b-flat-major-twv-55-b10-3-air-un-pui-viste&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Teleman Suite in B flat major TWV 55:B10&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At rounds this week, members of our team were lamenting the confused response they sometimes encounter from patients when they announce they are from the Palliative Care team.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I must be dying"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You mean there is no more hope"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Have they given up on me?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Similarly, we receive consults asking for &lt;i&gt;"End of Life orders" &lt;/i&gt;when our presence earlier in the course of the patient's illness would have been helpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.who.int/cancer/palliative/definition/en/"&gt;World Health Organization&lt;/a&gt; calls palliative care "an approach that improves the quality of life of patients and their families facing the problems associated with life-threatening illness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; The illness might be cancer, but increasingly the term palliative care is used in regard to conditions such as renal disease, chronic heart failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;, HIV/AIDS, progressive lung disorders and neurological conditions.&amp;nbsp; It is active holistic care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; For this reason, the care team includes palliative medicine consultants and palliative care nurse specialists together with a range of expertise provided by social workers, physiotherapists, occupational therapists, dieticians, pharmacists and those able to give spiritual and psychological support. It is a sharing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;partnership between the person with the illness, their family and friends, the surrounding community and members of the health care team to re-frame hope, provide meticulous pain and symptom management and offer supportive care for the purpose of helping those involved cope with the condition and it's treatment, from diagnosis to cure or, through continuing illness to death and into bereavement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The goal of palliative care is not dying, it is l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;iving each remaining day of life as fully as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2127206265058692186?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2127206265058692186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/specialist-palliative-care-services.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2127206265058692186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2127206265058692186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/specialist-palliative-care-services.html' title='Specialist Palliative Care Services'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2782359791537626132</id><published>2010-04-16T21:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T23:28:35.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TNosOr1RQEI/AAAAAAAAALA/hcpmTeuNNeI/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-11-09+at+23.17.00.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TNosOr1RQEI/AAAAAAAAALA/hcpmTeuNNeI/s200/Screen+shot+2010-11-09+at+23.17.00.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I see trees of green, red roses too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I see them bloom, for me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I see skies of blue, and clouds of white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Are also on the faces, of people going by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I see friends shaking hands, saying how do you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;They're really saying, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hear babies cry, I watch them grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;They'll learn much more, than I'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes I think to myself, what a wonderful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh yeah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2782359791537626132?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2782359791537626132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2782359791537626132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2782359791537626132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/TNosOr1RQEI/AAAAAAAAALA/hcpmTeuNNeI/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-11-09+at+23.17.00.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-5088141570507854966</id><published>2010-04-14T20:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T06:43:02.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You at Peace?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Are you at peace?" is an opening "probing" question used to gently broach the topic of existential distress. What is the comeback when the answer is a resounding NO!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caresearch.com.au/caresearch/ClinicalPractice/PsychologicalSocialSpiritual/Suffering/ExistentialDistress/tabid/505/Default.aspx"&gt;Care Search&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;categorizes existential distress as relating to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;loss of control, burden on others, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;relationship related concerns, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;loss of continuity, uncompleted life task, hope / hopelessness, and acceptance / preparation. The &lt;a href="http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/17066969"&gt;Japanese Spiritual Care Task Force&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; suggests psycho-existential suffering is caused by the loss of three essential components:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Loss of relationships (with others)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Loss of autonomy (independence, control over future, continuity of self)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Loss of temporality (the future)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today I witnessed it as someone no longer able to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;touch/access that which used to ignite his internal spark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;In this case it was math puzzles. Usual efforts to connect with what previously provided the dual power to energize and comfort &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;failed and these had now become a source of distress, a reminder of the uninvited effects of disease and medication on the mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What "brings us to life", energizes &amp;amp; animates are the aspects of self that are precious to the individual. &lt;/span&gt;When you are sorrowful, look... in your heart and you shall see that... you are weeping for that which has been your delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kahlil Gabrin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-5088141570507854966?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5088141570507854966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-you-at-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5088141570507854966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5088141570507854966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-you-at-peace.html' title='Are You at Peace?'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-6228168659257699879</id><published>2010-03-30T16:43:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:10:17.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Medicine and Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Contemporary medicine in and of itself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Trying to find a professional &amp;amp; personal "home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; amidst the tethers and freedoms becomes an even more intricate task when an academic appointment is added to the clinical practice mix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is on my mind recently, having passed the halfway mark of this Palliative Medicine fellowship. In earlier times, physicians were accountable primarily to their patients and their colleagues. Now they are accountable to governments, institutions and commercial organizations for their competence, performance and productivity, not to mention the cost-effectiveness of their activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S7IOpxFUt_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GeQBN_sHSNg/s1600/Wordle+ethics+%26+professionalism.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S7IOpxFUt_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GeQBN_sHSNg/s400/Wordle+ethics+%26+professionalism.png" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;word cloud&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; above was created from text in the article below. Food for thought: The authors explore relationships between health care's multiple stakeholders, particularly focusing on society's expectations of a physician and a physician's obligations toward society. Selected words have been assigned greater prominence to emphasize their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; significance in the source text.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To enlarge this article, click on the 'full' button in the toolbar underneath the article. To close the article after it has been opened, tap the escape &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;button on the computer keyboard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="300" src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=medicalprofessionalismexpectationsobligations-100330100913-phpapp01&amp;amp;stripped_title=medical-professionalism-expectations-obligations" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-6228168659257699879?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6228168659257699879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/relationship-between-medicine-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6228168659257699879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6228168659257699879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/relationship-between-medicine-and.html' title='Medicine and Society'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S7IOpxFUt_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GeQBN_sHSNg/s72-c/Wordle+ethics+%26+professionalism.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-4523801924736376014</id><published>2010-03-28T22:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T22:19:41.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There a Difference Between the Soul and the Spirit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S7AMNZ-zBAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Zc0Rxp_Diew/s1600/Soul+of+a+Rose+by+Waterhouse.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S7AMNZ-zBAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Zc0Rxp_Diew/s200/Soul+of+a+Rose+by+Waterhouse.png" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Waterhouse painted &lt;i&gt;"The Soul of a Rose"&lt;/i&gt; in 1908. I thought about this image the other day after seeing a patient with a reduced sense of smell. He breathed through a tracheostomy, bypassing the nose and the olfactory (sense of smell) apparatus because of prior total laryngectomy to remove vocal cord cancer.&lt;br /&gt;The word&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; soul&lt;/span&gt; brought to mind the quote &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="huge" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Oscar Wilde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;hat led to &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;You don't have a Soul. &lt;i&gt;You are a Soul&lt;/i&gt;. You have a body&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;CS Lewis &lt;/span&gt;From there, I spent the remainder of the evening on an interesting Internet and eLibrary journey, reading and thinking about the soul and the spirit, how these words are defined and how they tend to be used in the Palliative Medicine literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here is a sample of what I read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Our Spirit represents our true self, the spark of light. The Soul represents human/animal physical being. The Spirit is the life force that uses the soul (the body).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Is there a difference between the Soul and the Spirit? The Greeks certainly thought so as they had different words, with completely different meanings, to describe each one. The Greek word for 'spirit' is &lt;i&gt;pneumatos &lt;/i&gt;which means air, or wind. Wind/air (breath) is associated with the quality of having life, or being alive. The word 'Soul' derives from the Greek root &lt;i&gt;psukios&lt;/i&gt;, which means mind, the seat of human consciousness, and cognition. Today, the soul and the spirit are mostly viewed as being the same thing, but the topic allows for an interesting exercise in describing the spirit as the expression of our soul while we are alive (with abilities and senses) in our bodies. Burke McKay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The human &lt;i&gt;mind &lt;/i&gt;comprises the    brain and all its workings — memory, perception, reason, emotions. It is, in other words, the “hardware” of human existence. The human &lt;i&gt;soul &lt;/i&gt;is what    governs the human hardware — the “software” of human existence, our very own “operating    system,” unique to each of us. The human &lt;i&gt;spirit &lt;/i&gt;is the “electricity” that animates us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Our spirits are the expression of our souls in relation to how we feel, what we sense, and how well we are able to feel and sense. Our senses are gratified by movement, tasting food, breathing fresh air, seeing, smelling, touching and hearing. If we are in pain, our spirits may be more limited than when we feel well, how much more difficult it is to interact with and enjoy the world when pain is present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Sometimes our spirit is broken. Rarely is it ever said that the soul is broken. Perhaps the combination of body and spirit serve to develop our souls until we no longer have functioning bodies. Then life continues in the form of the soul and the spirit, in pure form, with no need for sensory inputs or for physical interaction with the world. Elizabeth M. Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The soul is the essence of humanity’s being; it is who we are. The spirit is the aspect of humanity that gives us the ability to connect with a higher power (God). The word “spirit” refers only to the immaterial facet of humanity. The word “soul” can refer to both the immaterial and material elements. Unlike human beings &lt;i&gt;having&lt;/i&gt; a spirit, human beings &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; souls. In its most basic sense, the word soul means life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-4523801924736376014?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4523801924736376014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-there-difference-between-soul-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4523801924736376014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4523801924736376014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-there-difference-between-soul-and.html' title='Is There a Difference Between the Soul and the Spirit?'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S7AMNZ-zBAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Zc0Rxp_Diew/s72-c/Soul+of+a+Rose+by+Waterhouse.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-8059567470085602834</id><published>2010-03-23T21:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:05:22.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Really is This Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;"The secret of the care of the patient, is in caring for the patient."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Francis Weld Peabody 1881-1927&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Peabody F: The care of the patient. JAMA 1927;88:877-882.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S6lxiy6Zu4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/hcQyUfe6YNI/s1600-h/Munch+The+Sick+Child+1885-1886.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S6lxiy6Zu4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/hcQyUfe6YNI/s200/Munch+The+Sick+Child+1885-1886.jpg" width="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"The treatment of a disease may be entirely impersonal; the care of a patient must be completely personal. What is spoken of as a 'clinical picture' is not just a photograph of a man sick in bed; it is an impressionistic painting of the patient surrounded by his home, his work, his relations, his friends, his joys, sorrows, hopes and fears..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artblogbybob.blogspot.com/2007/12/sickness-unto-death.html"&gt;From the Art Blog by Bob:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other artist ever painted sickness and death quite like Edvard Munch. Munch, most famous for his iconic (and frequently stolen) 1893 painting &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Scream"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Scream&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, knew death intimately from a young age, watching siblings, family members, and friends all suffer through long illnesses against the backdrop of the cold, bleak winters of his native Norway. &lt;i&gt;The Sick Child&lt;/i&gt; (above, 1885-1886) represents just one of his many depictions of illness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-8059567470085602834?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8059567470085602834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-really-is-this-simple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/8059567470085602834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/8059567470085602834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-really-is-this-simple.html' title='It Really is This Simple'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S6lxiy6Zu4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/hcQyUfe6YNI/s72-c/Munch+The+Sick+Child+1885-1886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-641680528937790229</id><published>2010-03-20T01:25:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T01:48:44.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Possible to Die Healed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S6RrYk1rEpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/sS6I85gR3m4/s1600-h/asclepius+statue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S6RrYk1rEpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/sS6I85gR3m4/s200/asclepius+statue.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;i&gt;It is possible to die healed&lt;/i&gt;".&amp;nbsp;I read this sentence in a Palliative Medicine text recently.&amp;nbsp;The author, Balfour Mount, suggested the word 'healed' embraced the concept of human wholeness. As I was pondering my definition of healing, I was transported back to&amp;nbsp;Epidavros, Greece, remembering a trip to commemorate medical school graduation and the profound impact of simply sitting on the amphitheatre steps contemplating the legacy of medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ancient Greeks were treated in &lt;a href="http://www.greekmedicine.net/mythology/asclepions.html"&gt;Asclepions&lt;/a&gt;. These were&amp;nbsp;healing sanctuaries named for&amp;nbsp;the mythological god of medicine, &lt;a href="http://www.greekmedicine.net/mythology/asclepius.html"&gt;Asclepius&lt;/a&gt;. When the&amp;nbsp;philosopher-physician&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.greekmedicine.net/whos_who/Hippocrates.html"&gt;Hippocrates&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;a descendant of the asclepiad began his practice he introduced observation and study of the human body. His approach provided a physical &amp;amp; rational explanation for illness previously attributed to&amp;nbsp;superstition, disfavor of the gods and evil spirits.&amp;nbsp;He believed in the natural healing process of rest, a good diet, fresh air and cleanliness and ascribed to the philosophy of physician as "healer of the sick", rather than "curer of disease". Hippocrates&amp;nbsp;believed the body must be treated as a whole and not just a series of parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When &lt;a href="http://www.annfammed.org/cgi/content/abstract/3/3/255"&gt;Thomas Egnew&lt;/a&gt; began his PhD studies on the meaning of healing, he was surprised to learn that despite references to the word &lt;i&gt;healing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;since ancient times, medicine had no accepted definition of holistic healing. He hypothesized that ill persons undergo transformations in which they are unable to be the persons they once were. This threat to wholeness generates suffering that involves the physical, social, psychological and spiritual dimensions of personhood.&amp;nbsp;He concluded by proposing that&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;healing is the personal experience of the transcendence of suffering and is related to themes of wholeness, narrative and spirituality&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;As an aside, the term medicine is derived from the Latin&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;ars medicina&lt;/i&gt; meaning &lt;i&gt;the art of healing&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;To read Egnew's article, click on his name in this post, then select Full text (PDF) from the right column&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-641680528937790229?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/641680528937790229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-possible-to-die-healed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/641680528937790229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/641680528937790229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-possible-to-die-healed.html' title='It is Possible to Die Healed'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S6RrYk1rEpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/sS6I85gR3m4/s72-c/asclepius+statue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-949428847591250093</id><published>2010-03-11T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:43:16.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>After many hours of searching the Internet and chasing false leads, this site, &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/press"&gt;soundcloud.com&lt;/a&gt; gets the nod as the third party audio file web hosting platform for the music on this blog. It has taken a few more hours of fiddling with HTML embed codes, sound bars and colors in order to reload the musical selections in various posts. Today, it works. Tomorrow, lets hope it works. And right now, I feel like celebrating. Here is kd lang's version of the Leonard Cohen song, Hallelujah...from the Hymns of the 49th Parallel album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2F1-10-hallelujah-kd-lang&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2F1-10-hallelujah-kd-lang&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-949428847591250093?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/949428847591250093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/hallelujah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/949428847591250093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/949428847591250093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-786888286688409255</id><published>2010-03-07T20:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T07:31:05.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music malfunction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mailboxdrive.com, where the music files for this blog are stored, has 'crashed'. They are working to rectify the problem. In the meantime, none of the musical selections contained in PalliativeChronicle posts are working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; I am looking for other music hosting sites but am hopeful (and hoping! - converting files, uploading and re-formatting the player icons takes a bit of work) all will be fixed next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-786888286688409255?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/786888286688409255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/music-malfunction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/786888286688409255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/786888286688409255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/music-malfunction.html' title='Music malfunction'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-4847234678790197056</id><published>2010-03-06T19:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:05:04.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Noble Silence ~ Meditation &amp; Yoga Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S5L9DrHaYEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/v6dH7CSo_s8/s1600-h/Monk+in+a+bubble.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S5L9DrHaYEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/v6dH7CSo_s8/s320/Monk+in+a+bubble.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Learn to be quiet enough to hear the sound of the genuine within yourself so that you can hear it in others ~ Marian Wright Edelman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;In this sense, the word noble takes it's derivation from the Greek gno&amp;nbsp;(as in gnosis), meaning wisdom or inner illumination. Noble Silence is the practice of intentional silence in the Buddhist tradition. &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;radio, phone or television, &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;no reading, writing or talking, no communication with anyone in the group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by gestures, eye contact or sign language. Yet, &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;the silence was about &lt;b&gt;presence&lt;/b&gt;, not absence. &lt;/span&gt;A day to focus on all five senses; sight, sound, taste, smell and touch, cultivating higher levels of perception and sensory awareness.&amp;nbsp; Encountering silence, listening to your inner voice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Photo obtained under creative commons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; license http:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;//www.flickr.com/photos/h-k-d/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-4847234678790197056?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4847234678790197056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/noble-silence-meditation-yoga-retreat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4847234678790197056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4847234678790197056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/noble-silence-meditation-yoga-retreat.html' title='Noble Silence ~ Meditation &amp; Yoga Retreat'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S5L9DrHaYEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/v6dH7CSo_s8/s72-c/Monk+in+a+bubble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-3453791897023868913</id><published>2010-03-05T20:15:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:07:07.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Presence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;n meditation class the other night, we stood facing a partner and settled into&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/yoga-mountain-pose/"&gt;mountain pose&lt;/a&gt;, standing tall, feet ‘anchored’ to the floor. One member of the pair, with eyes closed, slowly raised their hands above their head and began the exercise, noticing every sound, feeling, thought, sensation, emotion and movement experienced 'in the moment', speaking each one out loud as it passed through their consciousness… “cool breeze on my feet”,&amp;nbsp;“car passing by outside”,&amp;nbsp;“shoulders starting to ache”, “feeling calm tonight”…. &amp;nbsp;Their partner observed silently, concentrating, paying attention, and really being present. The exercise lasted 8 minutes, a chime sounded and without saying a word, we reversed roles. It was very powerful, giving the gift of presence, cultivating respect for the other person’s dignity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The experience reminded me of a moving narrative published recently in the Journal of Palliative Medicine. It is a mother's story about caring and the power of presence. &amp;nbsp;The significance of the Phil Collin's song &lt;i&gt;"You'll Be in My Heart"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;becomes apparent toward the end of the article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;To enlarge this article, click on the 'full' button in the toolbar underneath the article. 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The healing benefits are numerous, including a reduction in pain, anxiety and stress. &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The harp is a distinctive instrument for therapy in that the full pitch range of the harp can vibrate the entire body. The tonal vibrations of the harp pulsate and can reach the cellular level, helping to restore physical, spiritual and emotional harmony.&lt;/span&gt; Experiencing the sound and vibrations of therapeutic harp music induces calm &amp;amp; relaxation. In the palliative world, in addition to providing adjunct symptom management, it can be a gentle way to ease end-of-life transition. In 2007, CBC Radio One producer Frank Faulk explored harp therapy, including a visit to the first hospital program in North America, offered by Ian Hepburn in Hawkesbury, Ontario. The podcast is available on the &lt;a href="http://www.vibroacousticharp.com/"&gt;Vibroacoustic Harp Therapy&lt;/a&gt; website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-355059020736698154?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/355059020736698154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/musical-massage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/355059020736698154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/355059020736698154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/musical-massage.html' title='Musical Massage'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S4lMxpZSn7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/dUtOH87xvXw/s72-c/harp+wooden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-5744317624436110878</id><published>2010-02-25T10:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T10:48:05.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Web 2.0 Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S4amyTGUn5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/siDumgavzno/s1600-h/Picture+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="48" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S4amyTGUn5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/siDumgavzno/s200/Picture+1.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I discovered a wonderfully helpful website today called "&lt;a href="http://technologytrainingwheels.pbworks.com/"&gt;Technology Training Wheels&lt;/a&gt;". The site uses a wiki format to provide information &amp;amp; advice for using Web 2.0 technologies. The content is prepared by librarians and accessible to all levels of Internet user. Here is the link to &lt;a href="http://technologytrainingwheels.pbworks.com/Blogging"&gt;Blogging&lt;/a&gt;. The right side panel lists the links to other topics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-5744317624436110878?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5744317624436110878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/web-20-advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5744317624436110878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5744317624436110878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/web-20-advice.html' title='Web 2.0 Advice'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S4amyTGUn5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/siDumgavzno/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-5070119652850360168</id><published>2010-02-18T21:08:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:49:42.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wisdom of Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;My most recent teacher trained in the early days of Palliative Medicine with Dame Cicely Saunders and Dr. Balfour Mount. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;is stories were fascinating, often humorous; each new gem told with his characteristic humility. He will cringe at being referred to as a 'founding father' and pivotal presence during the developmental stages of many programs, yet this is true and in more than one city. I felt empowered in his presence and relished the opportunities we had to share the care of patients. He offered his perspective on a question I have contemplated from time to time since beginning this fellowship, "What are the top three attributes of a capable Palliative Medicine physician?" Here is the essence of his answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Expertise in pain &amp;amp; symptom management because this establishes clinical competence &amp;amp; builds trust and confidence. Patients can not communicate effectively or deal with other issues if they are focused on their symptoms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ability to establish a therapeutic relationship that is personally congruent and demonstrates empathy and unconditional positive regard for the patient; then, to maintain this rapport, explore fears &amp;amp; concerns, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;re-frame hope, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;promote reunion, reconciliation &amp;amp; resolution of unfinished business,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Possess cognitive strategies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;and employ interventions t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;hat provide an affirming presence, educate and inform, while respecting the patient's right to choice &amp;amp; control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;There is soul here and the wisdom of experience speaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Compassion is that mysterious capacity within each of us that makes it possible for suffering that is neither our own nor of our concern, to affect us as though it were." &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;wisdomcommons.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-5070119652850360168?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5070119652850360168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/wisdom-of-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5070119652850360168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5070119652850360168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/wisdom-of-experience.html' title='The Wisdom of Experience'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-383025111149887393</id><published>2010-02-15T15:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:53:25.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Intention Setting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S3X2vKlCGSI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TXmuAIA9O4c/s1600-h/Picture+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S3X2vKlCGSI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TXmuAIA9O4c/s320/Picture+1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This vision board appears on the Abundance Tapestry blog in a posting entitled, &lt;a href="http://www.abundancetapestry.com/30-power-words-to-activate-intention-setting/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: small;"&gt;30 Power Words To Activate Intention Setting"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think it is beautiful. The post makes for interesting reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-383025111149887393?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.abundancetapestry.com/30-power-words-to-activate-intention-setting/' title='Intention Setting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/383025111149887393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/intention-setting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/383025111149887393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/383025111149887393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/intention-setting.html' title='Intention Setting'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S3X2vKlCGSI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TXmuAIA9O4c/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-4716642434571560497</id><published>2010-02-12T16:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:47:34.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry in Palliative Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Being-True-Life-Poetic-Personal/dp/1590307429/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1265820705&amp;amp;sr=1-1" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S3LmFA4L2EI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nG7ln1Qfujg/s200/Poetry+book+cover.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dusk, dimness, dawn, rebirth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;warm, glowing, light&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;glinting, glaring, streaming, earth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;declining, shadowing, night&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am reading lately about reflection and '&lt;a href="http://www.cfp.ca/cgi/content/full/53/8/1265"&gt;narrative medicine&lt;/a&gt;', learning, amongst other things, that writing a poem can be a tool for self-discovery and healing.&amp;nbsp; The author of this book, &lt;a href="http://www.davericho.com/"&gt;David Richo&lt;/a&gt;, draws on Buddhist thought and Jungian perspectives to&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;coach the reader toward greater self-understanding. Mentoring &amp;amp; practical assistance is available online as well at &lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.writinglife.ca/"&gt;writinglife&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;To enlarge the article, click the "full" button on the toolbar underneath the text.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;To exit the article, hit the "esc" key on the computer keyboard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_3124862" style="text-align: left; width: 477px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" style="margin: 0px;" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=poetryinpc-100210103448-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=poetry-in-palliative-care" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=poetryinpc-100210103448-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=poetry-in-palliative-care" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-4716642434571560497?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4716642434571560497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/poetry-in-palliative-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4716642434571560497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4716642434571560497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/poetry-in-palliative-care.html' title='Poetry in Palliative Care'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S3LmFA4L2EI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nG7ln1Qfujg/s72-c/Poetry+book+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-6602904490203519897</id><published>2010-02-10T09:02:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:29:26.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Tools to Know About</title><content type='html'>There are many internet resources available under the rubric Web 2.0. Searching, filtering, trialing and ultimately selecting useful tools is an arduous process and involves a serious time commitment, but a necessary one in order to create a blog site that offers useful/interesting information for readers. Every now and then, thanks to the generosity of others and in the spirit of participation (the focus of Web 2.0), content is created and uploaded for the purpose of viewing and sharing. In this case, a presentation on Internet tools/technology that offers suggestions for helpful resources in various categories. A place to start and a potential time-saver as work begins in earnest on my scholarly project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_1170897" style="text-align: left; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object height="260" style="margin: 0px;" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=internettoolsyoushouldknowabout-090319153554-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=internet-tools-you-should-know-about" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=internettoolsyoushouldknowabout-090319153554-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=internet-tools-you-should-know-about" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, another presentation with some ideas for writing good blog posts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="280" style="clear: left; float: left; margin: 0px;" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=howtowriteanawesomeblogpost-100126010159-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=how-to-write-an-awesome-blog-post-2993089" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=howtowriteanawesomeblogpost-100126010159-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=how-to-write-an-awesome-blog-post-2993089" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lastly, this book is very helpful:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/3540763813?tag=davidrothmann-20&amp;amp;camp=14573&amp;amp;creative=327641&amp;amp;linkCode=as1&amp;amp;creativeASIN=3540763813&amp;amp;adid=03739EZ2G1EDKTAAXP70&amp;amp;" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S3M7wUQpYSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_U9tKrNSsag/s200/Picture+3.png" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_2993089" style="text-align: left; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-6602904490203519897?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6602904490203519897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/internet-tools-to-know-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6602904490203519897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6602904490203519897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/internet-tools-to-know-about.html' title='Internet Tools to Know About'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S3M7wUQpYSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_U9tKrNSsag/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-5462475078032511262</id><published>2010-02-06T08:57:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:26:47.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kundalini Yoga ~ Farewell Blessing</title><content type='html'>Divinity, grace, compassion and kindness can be found in unexpected locations. This time on holiday in St. Lucia... a beautiful resort in an idyllic setting, offering opportunities to continue my exploration of the physiological and psychological benefits of meditation. On this particular morning, a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kundalini_Yoga_as_Taught_by_Yogi_Bhajan"&gt;kundalini&lt;/a&gt; yoga session (after &lt;a href="http://fateh.sikhnet.com/YogiBhajan"&gt;Yogi Bhajan&lt;/a&gt;) taught by Niedra Gabriel with the traditional closing blessing, Long Time Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T1D3ejwQiVg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T1D3ejwQiVg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the long time sun shine upon you &lt;br /&gt;All love surround you &lt;br /&gt;And the pure light within you &lt;br /&gt;Guide your way on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat Nam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-5462475078032511262?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5462475078032511262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/kundalini-yoga-farewell-blessing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5462475078032511262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5462475078032511262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/kundalini-yoga-farewell-blessing.html' title='Kundalini Yoga ~ Farewell Blessing'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-3737957455107654182</id><published>2010-01-24T08:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:53:39.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Mozart Effect"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I still love to study at night. I discovered this during my undergraduate years at the University of Toronto. It is peaceful and quiet, no extraneous noise to interfere with concentration or compete for attention.&amp;nbsp;The overnight CBC radio announcer used to keep me company with gentle dialogue and lots of classical music. I didn't know much about orchestral music then and nothing about time epochs like the Renaissance, &lt;a href="http://www.baroquemusic.org/index.html"&gt;Baroque&lt;/a&gt; or Romantic periods.&amp;nbsp; What I did know was that every now and then, I would feel calmer or more focused when a particular piece was played. I kept a small notebook on the desk and each time I became aware that the music was touching me in some way, I would write out the name of the piece or the composer. The list grew over the years and when it was time to leave Toronto for my first job, I took that list to the city's  only classical music store, located in Yorkville, handed it to the salesman and said "more of this please". I walked out with a double record set entitled, The Golden Age of Baroque and went on to wear grooves in the vinyl. I have expanded my repertoire since then, embracing &lt;a href="http://www.studio-mozart.com/mozart/index.htm"&gt;Mozart&lt;/a&gt; and Haydn &amp;amp; earlier works as well. All this to say, I attended an all Mozart concert at the &lt;a href="http://www.nac-cna.ca/en/naco/"&gt;NAC&lt;/a&gt; recently. Breathless &amp;amp; shivering with joy at times, the music filled every crevice of my being and I left the concert hall believing that music is the greatest of the healing arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Symphony #29 in A major K201 - Allegro con spirito (Prague Chamber Orchestra/Sir Charles Mackerras)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fmozart-symphony-29-in-a-k-201-1-allegro-moderato&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fmozart-symphony-29-in-a-k-201-1-allegro-moderato&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Violin concerto #5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; in A major K219 - Allegro aperto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; (James Ehnes/Mozart Anniversary Orchestra)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fviolin-concerto-5-allegro-aperto&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fviolin-concerto-5-allegro-aperto&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Clarinet concerto in A&amp;nbsp; major K622 - Adagio (Sabine Meyer)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fclarinet-concerto-k-622-adagio&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fclarinet-concerto-k-622-adagio&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Andante from Piano concerto #21 in C major K467 played by violinist Joshua Bell/ASMF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fmozart-andante&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2Fmozart-andante&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why healing? because on the day that marked the concert, two of my patients were imminently dying: I knew when I returned from weekend call at the sister hospital, their beds would be occupied by someone else and the family units I had come to know would have been forever changed. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-3737957455107654182?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mozart_effect' title='The &quot;Mozart Effect&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3737957455107654182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/mozart-effect.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/3737957455107654182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/3737957455107654182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/mozart-effect.html' title='The &quot;Mozart Effect&quot;'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-8601220661748087809</id><published>2010-01-23T15:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T15:51:30.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrated Teacher ~ Ageless Voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"By three methods we may learn wisdom: first, by reflection, which is noblest; second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third, by experience, which is the most bitter."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #444444;"&gt;~ Confucius&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-8601220661748087809?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8601220661748087809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/celebrated-teacher-ageless-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/8601220661748087809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/8601220661748087809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/celebrated-teacher-ageless-voice.html' title='Celebrated Teacher ~ Ageless Voice'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-1313494847811086700</id><published>2010-01-21T20:45:00.046-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T10:51:58.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Puddle Jumping</title><content type='html'>Palliative fellows &amp;amp; residents from across Canada "meet" via teleconference every two months to hear presentations on topics of shared interest. In yesterday's session on Grief and Bereavement, we learned that kids grieve in chunks. The speaker likened this to puddle-jumping. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;"For adults grief is like wading through this enormous river, whereas for children it's puddle jumping, but when they're in that puddle, it's no different to the river"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; There were two messages in this statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S1kQbJH-K3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ePKTdRA7x40/s1600-h/family+grief.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S1kQbJH-K3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ePKTdRA7x40/s320/family+grief.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;In between the puddles, it is play as usual. Kids experience grief differently from adults, not consistently and not all the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children &lt;i&gt;re-&lt;/i&gt;grieve the same loss as they age but not in the same way because the ability to think and process 'looks' different at age 4yr when compared to age 6 or 8 or 10yr.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S1kQrOe79VI/AAAAAAAAAIE/oVdQekgr5uo/s1600-h/child+sad,+fear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S1kQrOe79VI/AAAAAAAAAIE/oVdQekgr5uo/s200/child+sad,+fear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rather than &lt;strike style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;protecting&lt;/strike&gt; children, &lt;a href="http://www.unicorndreamdinner.ca/index.php/pages/about_max_and_beatrice_wolfe_centre/"&gt;preparing&lt;/a&gt; them in an age-appropriate way to deal with loss &amp;amp; sad feelings empowers them. It is a legacy in the form of a "&lt;a href="http://www.griefworksbc.com/"&gt;set of coping skills&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children want to know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did I cause it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can I catch it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who is going to take care of me?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;To enlarge this article, click on the 'full' button in the toolbar underneath the article. To close the article after it has been opened, tap the escape button on the computer keyboard: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="380" src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=childrencopingwithaparentsterminalillness-100121211852-phpapp02&amp;amp;stripped_title=children-coping-with-a-parents-terminal-illness" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-1313494847811086700?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1313494847811086700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-8182406814745290227</id><published>2010-01-19T19:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:21:25.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #410082; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kitchen-Table-Wisdom-10th-Anniversary/dp/1594482098/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1263949857&amp;amp;sr=8-1" style="color: #999999;"&gt;excerpt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.rachelremen.com/about.html" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Rachel Naomi Remen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;"I suspect                 that the most basic and powerful way to connect to another                 person is to listen.&amp;nbsp; Just listen.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps the most                 important thing we ever give each other is our attention.&amp;nbsp;                 And especially if it's given from the heart.&amp;nbsp; When people                 are talking, there's no need to do anything but receive                 them.&amp;nbsp; Just take them in.&amp;nbsp; Listen to what they're                 saying.&amp;nbsp; Care about it.&amp;nbsp; Most times caring about it is                 even more important than understanding it&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #410082; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-8182406814745290227?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8182406814745290227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-listen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/8182406814745290227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/8182406814745290227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-listen.html' title='Just Listen'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-1940284394186159473</id><published>2010-01-17T13:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:20:00.992-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Moment ~ A Place for Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="160" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PagE2v4_XY4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PagE2v4_XY4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="160"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKSGIVING EVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(written by Bob Franke, sung here by Issac Guillory)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It`s so easy to dream of the days gone by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So hard to think of the times to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And the grace to accept every moment as a gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Is a gift that is given to some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What can you do with your days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But work and hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Let your dreams bind your work to your play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What can you do with each moment of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But love `till you`ve loved it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Love `till you`ve loved it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There are sorrows enough for the whole world`s end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There are no guarantees but the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But the lives we have lived and the times we have spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Are a treasure too precious to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-1940284394186159473?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1940284394186159473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/living-in-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/1940284394186159473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/1940284394186159473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/living-in-moment.html' title='In the Moment ~ A Place for Living'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2862541068124781449</id><published>2010-01-14T19:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:51:38.259-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Benefits of Mindfulness</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S0qcOHhFWSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RolfU08CFWA/s1600-h/mindfulness-and-pain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S0qcOHhFWSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RolfU08CFWA/s200/mindfulness-and-pain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Ability to experience the present moment&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Clear awareness of thoughts &amp;amp; emotions&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Ability to relate to one's experience with compassion/understanding&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Ability to experience/transform emotional distress&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Space where creative solutions can arise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialpolicy.ca/hick.htm"&gt;Dr. Steven Hick&lt;/a&gt; MBSR video presentation, "Mindfulness and being in the moment...&amp;nbsp; the key to positive mental health." Presented in Winnipeg, 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmhawpg.mb.ca/video/HickPart1.html"&gt;#1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmhawpg.mb.ca/video/HickPart2.html"&gt;#2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmhawpg.mb.ca/video/HickPart3.html"&gt;#3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2862541068124781449?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2862541068124781449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/benefits-of-mindfulness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2862541068124781449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2862541068124781449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/benefits-of-mindfulness.html' title='Benefits of Mindfulness'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/S0qcOHhFWSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RolfU08CFWA/s72-c/mindfulness-and-pain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-7676226928794258389</id><published>2010-01-10T20:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:25:07.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Essence of Mindfulness</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went into the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to confront only the essential facts of life, and see if I could learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Henry David Thoreau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.umassmed.edu/Content.aspx?id=41254"&gt;MBSR&lt;/a&gt; begins on Tuesday. Eight weeks, one group session per week, daily practices, one full Saturday retreat. I am so looking forward to this experience. What is Mindfulness? According to &lt;a href="http://www.umassmed.edu/behavmed/faculty/Kabat-Zinn.cfm"&gt;Kabat-Zinn&lt;/a&gt;, it is paying attention in a particular way, on purpose.... It is a practice that uses motivation &amp;amp; intention to cultivate, sustain and integrate awareness into the present moment with non-judgmental acceptance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-7676226928794258389?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7676226928794258389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/essence-of-mindfulness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/7676226928794258389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/7676226928794258389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/essence-of-mindfulness.html' title='Essence of Mindfulness'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2448517593222928582</id><published>2010-01-09T20:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:31:36.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparatgeist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is an interesting article about mobile phones in this week's Economist entitled "&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/displaystory.cfm?story_id=15172850"&gt;The Apparatgeist calls&lt;/a&gt;". &amp;nbsp;It explores social &amp;amp; cultural factors that affect the way mobile phones are used in different countries and goes on to comment that busy lives and emerging technologies (aka "smart phones") are subjugating&amp;nbsp;phone behavior and erasing some of these differences. A sardonic commentary can be found on this blog, &lt;a href="http://someobservers.com/questioning-the-global-mobile-apparatgeist"&gt;Some Observers&lt;/a&gt;. The term itself &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apparatgeist"&gt;apparatgeist theory&lt;/a&gt; (which I had not heard of before) were coined by Katz &amp;amp; Aakhus in their 2002 book &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://books.google.ca/books?id=ggO4zz1jJ1MC&amp;amp;pg=PA301&amp;amp;lpg=PA301&amp;amp;dq=apparatgeist+definition&amp;amp;source=bl&amp;amp;ots=Wz8Sk7Iv3-&amp;amp;sig=PHifKwvu4Jkha0S7bMFWvnHrmrA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=tx5JS5ylF9ThlAewy5EY&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=2&amp;amp;ved=0CBEQ6AEwAQ#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;Perpetual Contact&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mobile technology, private talk, public performance) to draw attention to both the meanin&lt;/span&gt;gs people construct for mobile technologies and their social consequences. Reading The Economist article caused me to think about styles of communication and ultimately, to reflect on two encounters that occurred on the same day this week at the hospital. Although there was an exchange of information in both, their impact on me was noticeably different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Picture this:&lt;/span&gt; Two people, each with their eyes downcast and fixated on respective iPhone screens, automatically sidestep, pass each other and traverse, one on &amp;amp; the other off the elevator through the open door. Without ever looking up to acknowledge each others presence, each one simultaneously seems to appreciate what has happened and chuckles to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Picture this:&lt;/span&gt; Our palliative team was asked to help with symptom management for a patient whose heart was weak and kidneys were failing. I began by sitting in a chair, taking my place amongst the family members encircling the bed, devotedly watching &amp;amp; knowing. Very quickly, it was apparent that moving to the bed and taking the patient's hand was a gesture that fit the gravity of the situation. Focused, sensitive, intimate conversation, the realization that going home was unlikely. "Breaking bad news" and the river of tears that followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2448517593222928582?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2448517593222928582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/apparatgeist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2448517593222928582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2448517593222928582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/apparatgeist.html' title='Apparatgeist'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-450497907243878065</id><published>2010-01-03T21:44:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:01:21.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Intestate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We were asked to attend a patient in the Emergency Department on New Years Day. She had become unexpectedly &amp;amp; suddenly very, very ill with a life-threatening complication of cancer and was not expected to survive. Her cancer had been diagnosed several months prior and was growing despite surgery, chemotherapy and radiation treatments. It became clear from reading the medical record, discussions about end-of-life issues were often postponed at the patient's request. When pressed (gently &amp;amp; respectfully) she gave us permission to call her good friend whom she had thought of asking to assume the role of executor. Her friend arrived discombobulated, breathless and holding back tears, rising to the task of collecting details &amp;amp; hastily preparing a Will with the help of a social worker. I would not want to spend my last moments on earth in this way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sudden, fatal illness will take some people much sooner than anyone could have predicted. If one dies without a Will in Canada, they are considered to have died ‘intestate’: This means the provincial government decides how your assets will be divided - not you. Intentions you may have had for distributing your assets (estate) are not taken into account. There could be many repercussions, for instance a common-law spouse left out of the process entirely or additional legal costs for beneficiaries, not to mention the possibility of quarrelsome litigation for “would be” heirs. &amp;nbsp;Whereas when you die with a valid will, the person you appointed as your executor pays your taxes, settles debt, then distributes the remaining assets according to your expressed wishes. Everyone with assets of value (home, investments, pension, RRSPs) needs a will.&amp;nbsp;There are some resources listed on the right panel of this blog and many more to be found on the Internet. Your lawyer can help and for very little money, there is a &lt;a href="http://www.nationalwillkit.com/index_ca.html"&gt;National Will Kit&lt;/a&gt; to guide self-preparation of a will. Some tasks that will spare family &amp;amp; friends unnecessary grief:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Appoint an executor (spouse, reliable family member,      friend) and an alternate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Appoint a Power of Attorney for property (this allows      someone to handle your affairs should you become incapable, for example, a      coma) and for personal care.&amp;nbsp; If you appoint two or more persons to      have your Power of Attorney for Personal Care, appoint them jointly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Make your wishes regarding organ donation known.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Make your wishes for burial or cremation known.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Appoint a guardian for children. Specify the age of      inheritance. Prepare a list of information about your child/ren, such as      medical details, medication, education, daily routine, and preferences.      &amp;nbsp;Update as needed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Outline how assets are to be divided amongst the chosen      heirs (spouse, children, relatives, friends), including charities and/or      churches. Decide on specific bequests, either of property (such as a      painting) or money to certain children, relatives, or friends. Create a      simple list identifying personal items,      describing each item and stating to whom it is to be left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"&gt;This patient had a superstitious fear of preparing her will and appointing a power of attorney.&amp;nbsp; She was an educated woman who wanted to minimize suffering and anguish for her friends and family. Making a will is a useful, practical chore, the larger issue here is that people who are dying are still living and for some, facing death while you are living is very difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-450497907243878065?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/450497907243878065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/dying-intestate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/450497907243878065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/450497907243878065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2010/01/dying-intestate.html' title='Dying Intestate'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-5625140824728220888</id><published>2009-12-31T18:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:13:41.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Mindful-Path-Self-Compassion-Yourself-Destructive/dp/1593859759/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1262135072&amp;amp;sr=1-1" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SzqYfvFTD5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/HOgH4xH1Y5I/s320/Picture+1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am presently reading and really enjoying the wisdom in this book by Christopher Germer. In one chapter, he presents lists of words denoting positive and negative emotions and contrasts their effects. Not surprisingly, positive emotions have been shown to make us happy and negative ones make us suffer: cultivating positive emotions is a compassionate thing to do for ourselves. I was struck by the collective impact of these words on my mood by simply reading them aloud. I have gone back to these pages a few times and the effect is always the same.&lt;br /&gt;I love words! I still have the Thesaurus (scuffed, dog-eared, missing a few pages, torn cover) given to me by my grade 7 home room teacher, Mr. Hiscoke. He was big on words and deserves some of the credit for the enthusiasm I still feel when I find just the "right" word to express myself. All this to say, that in reading Germer's lists of emotions, I was reminded of the 10 most beautiful words in the English language prepared by lexicographer, &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,833709,00.html"&gt;Wilfred J. Funk&lt;/a&gt; (son of the founder of Funk &amp;amp; Wagnails, publisher of dictionaries). These words get around. I was first introduced to them in Elizabeth Hay's novel, Late Nights on Air. Here they are, see what you think: hush, dawn, lullaby, murmuring, tranquil, mist, luminous, chimes, golden, melody.&lt;br /&gt;As a bit of an experiment, on occasion I have sat at the bedside of a restless patient and spoken these words aloud, slowly &amp;amp; quietly to see if they soothed. I believe they did have some effect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-5625140824728220888?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5625140824728220888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/words.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5625140824728220888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5625140824728220888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SzqYfvFTD5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/HOgH4xH1Y5I/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-7856638735602476821</id><published>2009-12-30T18:29:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:10:49.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prairie Soulmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The snow is softly falling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The air is still within the silence of my room&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hear your voice softly calling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I could only have you near&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To breathe a sigh or two&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would be happy just to hold the hands I love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Upon this winter night with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotoblography.com/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/Szvs_-eSlhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2rQLEFlYdTk/s200/winter-moon-600x402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My glass is almost empty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I read again between the lines upon each page&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The words of love you sent me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I could know within my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That you were lonely too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would be happy just to hold the hands I love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Upon this winter night with you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotobloggraphy.com/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/Szvv6l_ZHlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/R25K6Jh0Wmg/s200/lonely-winter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The fire is dying now, my lamp is growing dim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The shades of night are liftin'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The morning light steals across my windowpane&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where webs of snow are driftin'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I could only have you near&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To breathe a sigh or two&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would be happy just to hold the hands I love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Upon this winter night with you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And to be once again with you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-7856638735602476821?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7856638735602476821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/thinking-of-winnipeg-tonight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/7856638735602476821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/7856638735602476821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/thinking-of-winnipeg-tonight.html' title='Prairie Soulmate'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/Szvs_-eSlhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2rQLEFlYdTk/s72-c/winter-moon-600x402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-6351461411142005548</id><published>2009-12-29T17:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:11:32.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying &amp; Choosing to Stay at Home?</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Distribute a list of essential numbers to those who can get the word out if you need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Get to know your neighbors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ask for help &amp;amp; schedule your friends (and neighbors) in a rotation of support duties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Make children a part of your life. Feeling young is a jolt in the arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Get your paperwork in order - Keep your will, advance directive, power of attorney documentation and financial details close at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Taken from Chatelaine, April 2007. The article was entitled "Lessons from Adele" and authored by &lt;a href="http://www.cynthiabrouse.com/index.htm"&gt;Cynthia Brouse&lt;/a&gt;. It outlines how one woman who was unmarried, childless and living alone managed to rally a social support network that enabled her to stay at home until her death from lung cancer. Very useful advice and a heartwarming, true story. To enlarge, tap the "full" button underneath the article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_2794720" style="text-align: left; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object height="380" style="margin: 0px;" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=lessonsfradelewcontribs-091229172705-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=lessons-fr-adele-wcontribs" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=lessonsfradelewcontribs-091229172705-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=lessons-fr-adele-wcontribs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-6351461411142005548?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6351461411142005548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/dying-choosing-to-stay-at-home-some.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6351461411142005548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6351461411142005548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/dying-choosing-to-stay-at-home-some.html' title='Dying &amp; Choosing to Stay at Home?'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-5751968894058665634</id><published>2009-12-23T09:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:59:13.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Metta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SzI6K0qPpXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uWclTz6mdnE/s1600-h/Peace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SzI6K0qPpXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uWclTz6mdnE/s200/Peace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;May you be safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;May you be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;May you be healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;May you live with ease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-5751968894058665634?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5751968894058665634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/metta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5751968894058665634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5751968894058665634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/metta.html' title='Metta'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SzI6K0qPpXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uWclTz6mdnE/s72-c/Peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-5548416065904262592</id><published>2009-12-12T09:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T09:38:13.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Follower's Widget</title><content type='html'>eBlogger recommends adding a &lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Followers&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;button to encourage all readers to become followers. I added this button today, in the sidebar. I approached blogging with some hesitancy at first, incrementally permitting greater exposure &lt;/span&gt;to the WWW as I became more comfortable with the concept. I am enjoying reading other's blogs and learning from them as well, perhaps those of you who read this blog feel the same way. I extend a warm invitation to you to become a follower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-5548416065904262592?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5548416065904262592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/followers-widget.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5548416065904262592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5548416065904262592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/followers-widget.html' title='Follower&apos;s Widget'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-4547520752393971097</id><published>2009-12-11T20:56:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:12:17.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Spiritual Inventory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The full text by Kathleen Dowling Singh can be viewed by clicking the link above. In her words, " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;It is not too late to take stock of our lives, even in the last weeks and days of terminal illness. And for those of us in the midst of life, in the apparent safety and security of our health, it is not too early. No matter how much time we have left to live, the answers to the following questions, voiced in the quiet honesty of our own hearts, provide direction to the rest of our living."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Who have I been all this time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; How have I used my gift of a human life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; What do I need to "clear up" or "let go of" in order to be more peaceful? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; What gives my life meaning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; For what am I grateful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; What have I learned of truth and how truthfully have I learned to live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; What have I learned of love and how well have I learned to love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; What have I learned about tenderness, vulnerability, intimacy, and communion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; What have I learned about courage, strength, power, and faith?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; What have I learned of the human condition and how great is my compassion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; How am I handling my suffering?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; How can I best share what I've learned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; What helps me open my heart and empty my mind and experience the presence of Spirit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; What will give me strength as I die?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;If I remembered that my breaths were numbered, what would be my relationship to this breath right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wnet/onourownterms/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SyMFB9xCO9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/b6q44qMh5T4/s320/Picture+1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;These questions are contained in the "End-of-Life" tools found on the PBS website devoted to journalist Bill Moyer's 4-part series "on our own terms" that aired in 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-4547520752393971097?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.pbs.org/wnet/onourownterms/articles/inventory.html' title='Taking a Spiritual Inventory'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4547520752393971097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/taking-spiritual-inventory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4547520752393971097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4547520752393971097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/taking-spiritual-inventory.html' title='Taking a Spiritual Inventory'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SyMFB9xCO9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/b6q44qMh5T4/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-6404574631275611774</id><published>2009-12-11T19:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:58:39.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Compassion Fatigue</title><content type='html'>I attended a one-day conference on this topic in late November. The speakers delivered excellent presentations, thoughtful and insightful commentary taken from their real-world experience in helping professionals who are involved in palliative care. Both &lt;a href="http://www.practitionerrenewal.ca/"&gt;David Kuhl&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://compassionfatiguesolutions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Françoise Mathieu&lt;/a&gt; quoted &lt;a href="http://www.rachelremen.com/about.html"&gt;Remen&lt;/a&gt; (1996):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The expectation that we can be immersed in suffering and loss daily and not be touched by it is as unrealistic as expecting to be able to walk through water without getting wet." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The comedian &lt;a href="http://www.susanstewart.ca/"&gt;Susan Stewart&lt;/a&gt; offered wisdom in a hilarious monologue, impressive for both it's content and duration (no notes). Amongst her questions to us, "Have you ever stood in the shower looking at the cream rinse bottle, wondering if you had already put the conditioner in your hair?? Why do we lose track??" The answer... Because in our minds we are already at work, "showering" with our patients. In moments like this, the self-care experts say it would be more beneficial to simply feel the water on your body, be mindful of the warmth and take the opportunity to stay in the moment with self awareness. It is hard though. This morning in the shower, I was reminded of the Remen quote. I was thinking about the sweet face of the 30-something patient, wife, sister and mother, contorted with suffering, imminently dying from a metastatic cancer that she has battled for 6 years. It will be possible to help a bit more with the pain but the real anguish is not physical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-6404574631275611774?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6404574631275611774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/compassion-fatigue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6404574631275611774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/6404574631275611774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/compassion-fatigue.html' title='Compassion Fatigue'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-1067827846034361077</id><published>2009-12-05T18:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:01:25.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have come across two websites recently, each with a catalog of learning modules that have been prepared with multidisciplinary input. The first is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onlinecancereducationforum.com/"&gt;Online Cancer Education Forum&lt;/a&gt;, designed to provide continuing education for cancer professionals practicing in different countries. Readers of the European Journal of Cancer Care are first informed of a new topic by way of an abstract in the print version of the journal. The abstract provides an overview of the topic and a link to the body of the module. The module downloads easily and contains:&lt;br /&gt;An introduction to the topic&lt;br /&gt;Learning objectives&lt;br /&gt;Background information&lt;br /&gt;Learning activities&amp;amp; thinking points&lt;br /&gt;Links to resources required to complete the activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onlinecancereducationforum.com/current.asp"&gt;View current topics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The second is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helpthehospices.org.uk/clip/index.htm"&gt;Current Learning in Palliative Care&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;site. Tutorials are designed to be completed within 15 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-1067827846034361077?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.onlinecancereducationforum.com/' title='Online Learning'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1067827846034361077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/online-cancer-education-forum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/1067827846034361077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/1067827846034361077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/12/online-cancer-education-forum.html' title='Online Learning'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-1300962977658084178</id><published>2009-11-29T23:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:19:38.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scholarly Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SxNDI0Wnr7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WHlv3qVO3ng/s1600/Learning+map.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SxNDI0Wnr7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WHlv3qVO3ng/s400/Learning+map.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another evening spent developing queries and searching databases, pondering, considering and ultimately discounting all but one of the ideas I had penciled in my moleskin as possible topics for a scholarly project. The "novelty" factor is an important influence here. I am less interested in writing a review article or conducting a clinical trial and more interested in developing a learning tool that incorporates Web 2.0... something new, something I have not done before.... A significant time investment is expected, culminating in a formal report &amp;amp; presentation. The mind map adjacent is a placeholder. I want to sit with my idea for a few days gauging my interest and enthusiasm "indicators". Meanwhile, this article was a source of inspiration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_2611223" style="text-align: left; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;object height="406" style="margin: 0px;" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=wikisblogspodcastsinbmj-091129225625-phpapp02&amp;amp;stripped_title=wikis-blogs-podcasts-in-bmj" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=wikisblogspodcastsinbmj-091129225625-phpapp02&amp;amp;stripped_title=wikis-blogs-podcasts-in-bmj" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="406"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-1300962977658084178?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1300962977658084178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/scholarly-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/1300962977658084178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/1300962977658084178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/scholarly-project.html' title='Scholarly Project'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SxNDI0Wnr7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WHlv3qVO3ng/s72-c/Learning+map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-860358024917718819</id><published>2009-11-27T22:03:00.024-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:22:10.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Music</title><content type='html'>The glorious voice of Carolyn Sampson with &lt;a href="http://www.tkcworld.com/"&gt;The King's Consort&lt;/a&gt; performing Sancta Maria, mater dei K273 from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wolfgang_Amadeus_Mozart"&gt;Mozart&lt;/a&gt;'s Exsultate Jubilate (written 1777). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2F07-sancta-maria-mater-dei-k-273&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2F07-sancta-maria-mater-dei-k-273&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Please note: In re-engineering this post with the new embed code for music from soundcloud.com&amp;nbsp; (following the crash of mailboxdrive.com where the mp3 file was stored), the remaining content of the post was lost. It included commentary about the power of music and a link to &lt;a href="http://www.lightbridgemusic.com/power.htm"&gt;Lightbridge Music.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-860358024917718819?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/860358024917718819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/power-of-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/860358024917718819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/860358024917718819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/power-of-music.html' title='The Power of Music'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2623674284759510104</id><published>2009-11-24T21:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:07:54.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Slide &amp; The Momentum of Networking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.engagewithgrace.org/"&gt;Engage with Grace Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2623674284759510104?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2623674284759510104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-slide-momentum-of-networking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2623674284759510104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2623674284759510104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-slide-momentum-of-networking.html' title='One Slide &amp; The Momentum of Networking'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-8922896962473461314</id><published>2009-11-24T20:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:44:55.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chaplain</title><content type='html'>We had journal club today. The article was an interesting one, dealing with spiritual care as a dimension of palliative care, and it summarized the findings of a national consensus conference. &lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Spirituality was defined as the aspect of humanity that refers to the way individuals seek &amp;amp; express meaning and purpose and the way they experience their connectedness to the moment, to self, to others, to nature, and to the significant or sacred. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The importance of including a &lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;chaplain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on the interprofessional team caring for the patient was emphasized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have seen chaplains working in health care but never really understood how their role differs from that of theologians, ministers or faith-based healers etc. In Anesthesia practice, our paths usually crossed at times of tragedy, and then it was for the family, rarely the patient. I recall Father Mulcahy, the fictional chaplain from M*A*S*H and other fictional characters featured in the Doonesbury comic and a couple of novels, Camus' "L'Etranger" (a favorite of my french teacher) and Heller's Catch-22. So, when I came home from work tonight, I searched reliable old Wikipedia and Google as an introductory means to help me understand the distinction. Chaplaincy is a recognized profession - one where the practitioners possess the educational requirements to screen, assess and counsel those needing spiritual or emotional support. As well, they can perform religious services such as last rites, marriages and baptisms. The role is not necessarily faith-based, making some knowledge of other belief systems necessary. A chaplain could be a priest, pastor, ordained deacon, rabbi, imam or other member of the clergy serving a group of people who are not organised as a mission or church, or who are unable to attend church for various reasons; such as health, confinement, or military or civil duties. In recent years many non-ordained persons (lay chaplains) have received professional training in chaplaincy and are now appointed in settings such as schools, hospitals, universities, prisons and elsewhere to work alongside or instead of ordained chaplains. In Canada, Health Care Chaplains may be certified by the Canadian Association for Pastoral Practice and Education. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SwyODq8lRNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/qfzfCPBbSzk/s1600/buddhist+monk+small+size.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SwyODq8lRNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/qfzfCPBbSzk/s200/buddhist+monk+small+size.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-8922896962473461314?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8922896962473461314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/chaplain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/8922896962473461314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/8922896962473461314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/chaplain.html' title='The Chaplain'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SwyODq8lRNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/qfzfCPBbSzk/s72-c/buddhist+monk+small+size.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-4961072411241820047</id><published>2009-11-16T10:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T16:23:26.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>eHealth for Consumers &amp; eMedicine for Physicians</title><content type='html'>I am located somewhere between early &amp;amp; late adopters when it comes to embracing a new product, technology, or idea. Not on the cutting edge but not a straggler either. Here are two Microsoft powerpoint presentations available from slideshare that I enjoyed watching... I am still contemplating 'how', 'how much' and 'what' of the Web 2.0 technology to incorporate into my own learning, continuing education &amp;amp; practice, not to mention into interactions with patients, colleagues and those who call me their teacher &amp;amp; see me as a role model. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_1969795" style="text-align: left; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object height="280" style="margin: 0px;" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=sskrupatientsrisingv1-090908165356-phpapp01&amp;amp;stripped_title=patients-rising-how-to-reach-empowered-digital-health-consumers" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=sskrupatientsrisingv1-090908165356-phpapp01&amp;amp;stripped_title=patients-rising-how-to-reach-empowered-digital-health-consumers" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_121698" style="text-align: left; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object height="280" style="margin: 0px;" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=ehealth-and-web-20the-3d-web-looking-to-the-future-with-sociable-technologies-and-social-software-368&amp;amp;stripped_title=ehealth-and-web-20the-3d-web-looking-to-the-future-with-sociable-technologies-and-social-software-121698" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=ehealth-and-web-20the-3d-web-looking-to-the-future-with-sociable-technologies-and-social-software-368&amp;amp;stripped_title=ehealth-and-web-20the-3d-web-looking-to-the-future-with-sociable-technologies-and-social-software-121698" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-4961072411241820047?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4961072411241820047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/ehealth-for-consumers-emedicine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4961072411241820047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4961072411241820047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/ehealth-for-consumers-emedicine.html' title='eHealth for Consumers &amp; eMedicine for Physicians'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2054941505976277104</id><published>2009-11-14T22:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:08:29.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jungle Dreams</title><content type='html'>I tossed and turned last night dreaming of the jungle in vivid color. The foliage was typically dense and the sights &amp; sounds similar to what I have seen in documentaries and movies. I didn't recognize any of the characters. So far nothing unusual. There were several scenes, different plots, rather disorganized and disjointed but in retrospect, all the pieces were bound by a common thread, 'contrast'.  As each section unfolded there was order mixed with confusion, harmony jumbled together with discord, calm intertwined with struggle, living beside dying... A metaphor for my personal experience of the first two months of Palliative fellowship. Returning "home" to Winnipeg this past month has been restorative in many ways. The landscape was soothing, the weather surprisingly warm, friends, colleagues and co-workers were welcoming and so interested in my stories. It felt good to be "known" again. There was time for all that fills my senses. The purpose of this month was an elective in Web 2.0 technologies. I worked hard, learned a stunning amount of useful, practical information, and thoroughly enjoyed the brilliant librarians (&amp; their library humour) at the NJM Health Sciences Library. My emotions are mixed as I prepare to return to Ottawa and continue the clinical fellowship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2054941505976277104?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2054941505976277104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/jungle-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2054941505976277104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2054941505976277104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/jungle-dreams.html' title='Jungle Dreams'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-1836185005654970705</id><published>2009-11-11T13:21:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:51:24.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindfulness Meditation</title><content type='html'>Today I finished an on-line course entitled &lt;a href="http://shop.soundstrue.com/shop.soundstrue.com/SelectProd.do?prodId=1994&amp;amp;manufacturer=Sounds%20True&amp;amp;category=Mindfulness%20and%20Presence&amp;amp;name=Mindfulness%20and%20the%20Brain"&gt;"Mindfulness and the Brain"&lt;/a&gt;. The idea of exploring both meditation and keeping a personal journal emerged from reading the article below and preparing the contents for presentation at Palliative Journal Club in September. The authors conclude only these two practices, out of many possibilities examined, have sufficient scientific evidence to support their use for mitigating burnout &amp;amp; compassion fatigue in physicians caring for dying patients. &lt;br /&gt;Six weeks and several hours of training in the science &amp;amp; practice of meditative awareness later (I listened again and again to the lessons) and I am convinced this is worth further study. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_2476959" style="text-align: left; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;object height="406" style="margin: 0px;" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=jamaself-careendoflife-091111124606-phpapp02&amp;stripped_title=jama-article-self-care-of-physicians" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=jamaself-careendoflife-091111124606-phpapp02&amp;stripped_title=jama-article-self-care-of-physicians" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="406"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-1836185005654970705?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1836185005654970705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/mindfulness-meditation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/1836185005654970705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/1836185005654970705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/mindfulness-meditation.html' title='Mindfulness Meditation'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-582774748752335435</id><published>2009-11-04T11:31:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T15:48:47.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying new (to me) technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SvG2zq0jNSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MpCslK5MTiw/s1600-h/Buddha+%7E+blessing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SvG2zq0jNSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MpCslK5MTiw/s200/Buddha+%7E+blessing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alicepopkorn.de/www.alicepopkorn.de/start.html"&gt;Buddha Blessing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; by Alicepopkorn, digital artist. I have spent the better part of 24 hours over several days trying to figure out how to change the format of audio files and upload music. None of this new technology comes without some sort of struggle. There are so many options out there, finding the "best" resources requires some persistence and a lot of trust. In the process, I stumbled across a website where the photographs are shared through a creative commons process. I tried to upload the picture to this blog directly using Flickr but success came only after emailing it and uploading from my own computer. Tomorrows project - authorize posting from Flickr to Blogger. This elective month is flying by. I am just skimming the surface of all there is to learn and meanwhile trying to figure out what tools will be useful to me in my academic career. Perhaps you would like to listen to Sanctus (Locus Iste) performed by Libera &amp;amp; found on their Visions album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="60%"&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2F01-locus-iste-sanctus&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fuser6025289%2F01-locus-iste-sanctus&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=e06c06" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-582774748752335435?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/582774748752335435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/trying-new-to-me-technology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/582774748752335435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/582774748752335435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/trying-new-to-me-technology.html' title='Trying new (to me) technology'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SvG2zq0jNSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MpCslK5MTiw/s72-c/Buddha+%7E+blessing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-348593836576854035</id><published>2009-11-02T17:33:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T14:46:13.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Infant son</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;I was on overnight Anesthesia labor floor call on Saturday... a bustling, happy place usually. The words "code blue newborn" echoed overhead about 2am. I was already running. My pager was bleeping and vibrating in that tone reserved for the worst of emergencies. He was perfectly perfect at the moment of birth, a little extra encouragement needed to cry. Something wasn't quite right though, the team working diligently, ultimately a heart not perfectly formed. The curious thing was, in between epidurals &amp;amp; C-sections that day, I had been searching, cataloging &amp;amp; practicing the empathic phrases palliative care physicians tend to use when speaking with dying patients and their families. There are words that resonate &amp;amp; "carefully-crafted" sentences that tend to reach more deeply than others. I never imagined I would be using them with distraught and grief-stricken parents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;~~Lullaby~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;   What I wouldn't give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; To have you in my arms again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; Breathe your scent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; And snuggle close to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; I want to watch you sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; See your chest rise and fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; In peaceful slumber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; Let me lay my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; Over your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; So I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; Feel it beating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; Beneath my touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; I want to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; Lulled to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; By its rhythm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;~~ by Tara Simms&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SvAypsUQfDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mojIgmeExrw/s1600-h/daddyshand%26mine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SvAypsUQfDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mojIgmeExrw/s200/daddyshand%26mine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #741b47;"&gt;We do not remember days;  We remember moments.&lt;br /&gt;~~ Cesare Pavese&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: verdana,geneva,helvetica,arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: verdana,geneva,helvetica,arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: verdana,geneva,helvetica,arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-348593836576854035?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/348593836576854035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/infant-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/348593836576854035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/348593836576854035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/infant-son.html' title='Infant son'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SvAypsUQfDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mojIgmeExrw/s72-c/daddyshand%26mine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-4362240822603529952</id><published>2009-10-31T23:23:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:38:35.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Household Guide to Dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/Su0ZEpY-YoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BSXz0ts_NNc/s1600-h/picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/Su0ZEpY-YoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BSXz0ts_NNc/s200/picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999095907869314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sound macabre? This novel offers a poignant and irreverent look at the process of dying, from the vantage point of a 30 - something fictional woman who moves between the roles of daughter, wife, mother, advice columnist and novelist. Written by &lt;a href="http://www.debraadelaide.com/"&gt;Debra Adelaide&lt;/a&gt;, the pages contain humor, wisdom, practical advice and enough tenderness to to cause the reader to shed a few tears. I enjoyed this book. It was my selection to facilitate for book club and I am looking forward to discussing the book and the topic with my book club buddies this Wednesday evening. Here are a couple of reviews/interviews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://conversationslive.net/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=145&amp;amp;Itemid=26"&gt;Conversations live with Vicki St. Clair&lt;/a&gt; - Seattle radio KKNW am 1150, review by Cynthia Baxter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/books/dead-funny-tale/2008/05/16/1210765144231.html?page=fullpage#contentSwap4"&gt;Sydney Morning Herald&lt;/a&gt; - May 17, 2008 - Interview with Susan Wyndham&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://theember.com.au/?p=633"&gt;The Ember&lt;/a&gt; - Nick Terrell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ABC National Radio, Australia (&lt;a href="http://mpegmedia.abc.net.au/rn/podcast/2009/01/lms_20090115.mp3"&gt;Richard Aedy interviewer&lt;/a&gt;) Podcast - Debra Adelaide is the second interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-4362240822603529952?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4362240822603529952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/household-guide-to-dying.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4362240822603529952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/4362240822603529952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/household-guide-to-dying.html' title='The Household Guide to Dying'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/Su0ZEpY-YoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BSXz0ts_NNc/s72-c/picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-5538852423174443986</id><published>2009-10-28T17:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:56:38.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SujEvJ7IqfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Qx4COcGP4os/s1600-h/Picture+2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397780467800386034" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SujEvJ7IqfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Qx4COcGP4os/s200/Picture+2.png" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 127px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The term &lt;a href="http://www.mtai.org/index.php"&gt;music thanatology&lt;/a&gt; is new to me. It refers to a musical modality that combines harp and voice at a dying patient's bedside to create an atmosphere of serenity &amp;amp; comfort. In the larger context, structured (improvisation, analysis, writing lyrics) &amp;amp; unstructured (simply listening to music) &lt;a href="http://www.growthhouse.org/music.html"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt;  therapy is but one component of a holistic approach to palliative care with many &lt;a href="http://ecam.oxfordjournals.org/cgi/reprint/2/2/173"&gt;reported benefits&lt;/a&gt;. Selections from the Baroque or Renaissance eras would be my choices, but it happens that the "best" music depends on the treatment goals and not necessarily on personal music tastes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-5538852423174443986?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5538852423174443986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5538852423174443986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/5538852423174443986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SujEvJ7IqfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Qx4COcGP4os/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-7439101323700717578</id><published>2009-10-27T13:25:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:43:39.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Care for the Spirit - the NFB documentary "Griefwalker"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://onf-nfb.gc.ca/eng/collection/film/?id=54860"&gt;National Film Board of Canada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://films.nfb.ca/griefwalker/"&gt;The film's website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;font-family:helvetica,'microsoft sans serif',arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"  &gt;&lt;p   style="margin: -0.8em 10px 1.6em; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; outline-style: none; font-weight: 500;font-family:times new roman;font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin: -0.8em 10px 1.6em; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; outline-style: none; font-weight: 500; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exerpted from the film's website: Stephen Jenkinson has been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;called the Angel of Death. Whether sitting at the bedside of a dying woman, or speaking to clinicians dedicated to delaying death, Jenkinson bears a message that most do not want to hear: that death is not something to be denied or avoided but "befriended." A Harvard-trained theologian who has traveled far from Western religion, Jenkinson says there is a "hole inside most of us and it's in the approximate shape of a soul."&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-size: 1em; outline-style: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-size: 1em; outline-style: none;"&gt; Griefwalker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is filmmaker Tim Wilson's extraordinary portrait of his friend Jenkinson and his work with the dying.&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-size: 1em; outline-style: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-size: 1em; outline-style: none;"&gt; The film &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; weaves an illuminating picture of a remarkable man, and leaves us with a deeper understanding of how our deaths should be held as "a prized possession."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-7439101323700717578?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7439101323700717578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/care-for-spirit-nfb-documentary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/7439101323700717578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/7439101323700717578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/care-for-spirit-nfb-documentary.html' title='Care for the Spirit - the NFB documentary &quot;Griefwalker&quot;'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-9049568719662580245</id><published>2009-10-23T19:56:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:30:37.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anonymous patient</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SuJQ7QC71BI/AAAAAAAAAEw/72HXTERwDQM/s1600-h/Patient+looking+out+window.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395964282393056274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SuJQ7QC71BI/AAAAAAAAAEw/72HXTERwDQM/s200/Patient+looking+out+window.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 162px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I found this picture on the Internet. There was no attribution. A colleague kindly supplied the artist's name, Robert Pope, and this led eventually to yet another website to explore &lt;a href="http://as01.ucis.dal.ca/dhli/cmp_ww/default.cfm?"&gt;The End of Life Project.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Canadian artist Robert Pope (d. 1992) devoted the last few years of his short life to documenting his experience as a patient with lymphoma. Physician Jock Murray has immortalized Pope's work in a book entitled, &lt;a href="http://www.humanehealthcare.com/Article.asp?art_id=528"&gt;Reflections - Illness and Healing: The Art of Robert Pope&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-9049568719662580245?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/9049568719662580245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/anonymous-patient.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/9049568719662580245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/9049568719662580245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/anonymous-patient.html' title='Anonymous patient'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SuJQ7QC71BI/AAAAAAAAAEw/72HXTERwDQM/s72-c/Patient+looking+out+window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-8147551599648807363</id><published>2009-10-23T13:18:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T18:34:22.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplating the future in beautiful locations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SuIa_eMKa-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/072QvRFb3gI/s200/IMG_0231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395904981281434594" /&gt;Two years to ponder options, professional &amp;amp; personal - punctuated with&lt;br /&gt;the good fortune to step away from the ordinary &amp;amp; predictable first to&lt;br /&gt;Martinique, then to France looking for inspiration. A &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;taste o&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SuIbhDLHeZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TypEz80FA9I/s200/IMG_0760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395905558144842130" /&gt;f my favorite  photographs from these places, a rem&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SuIh4w_bOyI/AAAAAAAAABw/S7FRhjGUrMA/s200/IMG_0859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395912562650594082" /&gt;inder that j' ai eu de la chance, and later, a few from the new nest - chaos to order at home thankfully - have not yet hit my stride in the training program though. Establishing a rhythm, achieving the balance between learning, studying &amp;amp; practicing in this new field and guarding those activities that are soul-restoring - meditation, music, art ..... Perhaps &lt;a href="http://medhum.med.nyu.edu/blog/"&gt;this blog, entitled Literature, Arts and Medicine&lt;/a&gt; will interest you too.&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SuIb8L1UBCI/AAAAAAAAABA/w8L3Xh8PoTE/s200/IMG_0422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395906024325776418" /&gt; What is known is that mindfulness meditation and journal writing are the only activities with evidence to show that regular practice mitigates burnout and compassion fatigue in those caring for patients at the end of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-8147551599648807363?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8147551599648807363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/contemplating-future-in-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/8147551599648807363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/8147551599648807363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/contemplating-future-in-beautiful.html' title='Contemplating the future in beautiful locations'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/SuIa_eMKa-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/072QvRFb3gI/s72-c/IMG_0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-3074590639177129157</id><published>2009-10-22T14:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:06:14.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogpost using email</title><content type='html'>Navigating the Web &amp;amp; Web 2.0 technologies - This information literacy elective is amazing. Kudos to Tania, MLS extraordinaire. Only four days into the month and words like wiki, blog, html code &amp;amp; personalized home page have meaning and relevance. Contrast with key punch card, card reader, MS-DOS, floppy disc....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-3074590639177129157?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3074590639177129157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/blogpost-using-email.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/3074590639177129157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/3074590639177129157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/blogpost-using-email.html' title='Blogpost using email'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-7137641092403767688</id><published>2009-10-21T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T10:22:09.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Longevity in medicine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The motivator for a mid-life career change. Or more to the point, a mid-life everything change. Back to school &amp;amp; student status, from renovated century home &amp;amp; well-trodden pathways to small (but lovely) apartment in an unfamiliar city &amp;amp; new province, whole segments of my former life "in storage"... The words, "What have I done?" resonating with every step during my early morning walk to work those first few weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-7137641092403767688?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7137641092403767688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/longevity-in-medicine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/7137641092403767688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/7137641092403767688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/longevity-in-medicine.html' title='Longevity in medicine...'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784887939972309236.post-2648228489095586608</id><published>2009-10-20T10:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:27:44.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Euthanasia - Interview with Dr. Mount</title><content type='html'>Interview with Dr. Balfour Mount &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/thecurrent/episode/2009/07/22/july-22-2009/"&gt;CBC - The Current - July 22, 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Insightful interview with a compassionate practitioner who champions palliative care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784887939972309236-2648228489095586608?l=palliativechronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2648228489095586608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/euthanasia-cbc-interview-with-dr-mount.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2648228489095586608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784887939972309236/posts/default/2648228489095586608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palliativechronicle.blogspot.com/2009/10/euthanasia-cbc-interview-with-dr-mount.html' title='Euthanasia - Interview with Dr. Mount'/><author><name>JL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495035010653737117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oidlunsySlM/St8cmfNsktI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vrwRHN0HYZ0/S220/Judy+crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
