Sr. Lou Whipple, who died this week at the age of 50 years,
taught us a great deal about how to approach death. Although she greatly loved
her family, her monastic sisters, and her life in the monastery, upon learning
that her cancer was terminal, she did not cling to life. Instead, she attended
to what each day brought with what energy she had—going to daily prayer and
meals, working a few hours in the business office, and spending time with loved
ones. When diminished breath confined her to bed, she continued to pray and
visit in that space, and when her body ceased to function, her soul slipped
away peacefully.
Recently I read that of the three elements that make us who we
are—body, mind, and soul—there is no doubt that it is the soul that is in charge
at the time of our death. Nonetheless, our mind (that is, our ego, or who we
think we are) and body often resist death, because they believe it means the
end of them. The poet Louise Glück said, “The great thing / is not
having / a mind.” I’m not sure that is possible, but somehow Sr. Lou’s trust in
her soul, the agent of God, allowed her to come to an acceptance of her
impending death and override the objections of her mind and body. Thus, she had
what we would call a “happy death,” and gave us a model for how to achieve that
ourselves. It was her last gift to us.
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