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214 THE TIBETAN BOOK OF LIVING AND DYINGwhen faced with terminal illness, feel terrified that they are simplygoing to be thrown away like useless goods. In Tibet it wasa natural response to pray for the dying <strong>and</strong> to give them spiritualcare; in the West the only spiritual attention that the majoritypay to the dying is to go to their funeral.At the moment <strong>of</strong> their greatest vulnerability, then, peoplein our world are ab<strong>and</strong>oned <strong>and</strong> left almost totally withoutsupport or insight. This is a tragic <strong>and</strong> humiliating state <strong>of</strong>affairs, which must change. All <strong>of</strong> the modern world's pretensionsto power <strong>and</strong> success will ring hollow until everyone c<strong>and</strong>ie in this culture with some measure <strong>of</strong> true peace, <strong>and</strong> untilat least some effort is made to ensure this is possible.BY THE BEDSIDE OF THE DYINGA friend <strong>of</strong> mine, who had just graduated from a famousmedical school, started work at one <strong>of</strong> the larger London hospitals.On her very first day on the ward, four or five peopledied. It was a terrible shock for her; nothing in her traininghad equipped her to deal with it at all. Isn't this astonishing,considering she was being trained to be a doctor? One oldman was lying in his bed, staring at the wall. He was alone,with no family or friends to visit him, <strong>and</strong> he was desperatefor someone to talk to. She went over to him. His eyes filledwith tears <strong>and</strong> his voice trembled as he asked her the lastquestion she expected to hear: "Do you think God will everforgive me for my sins?" My friend had no idea at all how torespond; her training had left her completely unprepared forany spiritual questions. She had nothing to say; all she had tohide behind was her pr<strong>of</strong>essional status as a doctor. <strong>The</strong>re wasno chaplain close by, so she just stood there, paralyzed, unableto answer her patient's desperate call for help <strong>and</strong> for reassuranceabout the meaning <strong>of</strong> his life.She asked me, in her pain <strong>and</strong> bewilderment: "What wouldyou have done?" I said to her I would have sat by his side,held his h<strong>and</strong>, <strong>and</strong> let him talk. I have been amazed again <strong>and</strong>again by how, if you just let people talk, giving them yourcomplete <strong>and</strong> compassionate attention, they will say things <strong>of</strong>a surprising spiritual depth, even when they think they don'thave any spiritual beliefs. Everyone has their own life wisdom,<strong>and</strong> when you let a person talk you allow this life wisdom toemerge. I have <strong>of</strong>ten been very moved by how you can helppeople to help themselves by helping them to discover their owntruth, a truth whose richness, sweetness, <strong>and</strong> pr<strong>of</strong>undity they

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