The Spooky World of Chris Ringler
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This podcast explores perceptions of death, focusing on how we view the deceased and the experience of being perceived at the moment of death. For more content, listeners can visit spookychris.com to find additional podcasts and blogs.
I think it’s natural to reach a point in your life where you start to question who you are and what you meant to the world. I have talked about it before, the idea of legacy, but this is more about the moments that populate our lives. Our lives are so strange in that it’s… Continue reading Everything Fades
I find that in thinking about what to write for this blog, what to say about the best dog I could imagine, my mind goes to the end. His end. My mind goes to the idea that we offer pets a dignity that humans are not afforded - an end to the suffering. An end… Continue reading Goodbye to a Good Boy
About eight years ago my wife and I fell in love. Not with each other, that had already happened, but with this big fella. He was a rescue husky that we fell in love with at first sight. His name was Ranger and we didn't want to make it too hard for him to learn… Continue reading We Need Your Help
One of those strange things we have to wrestle with as we age is that one of the rare times, and for many of us the only time, we will be celebrated (hopefully) is at our funeral, a thing we can’t consciously attend. We can’t even dictate what it really is, or means. We’re just… Continue reading Eclectic Funeral
It’s a natural part of getting older that we start to think about the end. Especially when a marital partner and kids enter the equation. In all honesty, it becomes a heavier and heavier burden as we age because we begin to see the people we love leaving us, whether we’re ready for them to… Continue reading Peace
I have had my mind on the end lately. The end of us and who we are. The end of our personal stories in the book with no conclusion. My thoughts are on the ending of our story and how few people will ever hear it. Few will hear our triumphs and our failures. Few… Continue reading Singing The Stories Of Our Lives
It is all too easy to look at things you do not agree with, tenets you do not follow, and ideals you do not hold dear and to dismiss them. It has become commonplace to look at the things others hold dear and to scoff because you don’t hold the same things dear. It’s a… Continue reading Lion and Lamb
I think most of us, deep down, hope we're not forgotten when we're dead. I think we hope that should there be a viewing, a funeral, or just a gathering, will not be forgotten. I think though, that we may be mistaken if we believe that there will be a big showing because sometimes we're… Continue reading When We’re Dead
The day after another mass shooting in the United States means that we’ll have another week of news, another week of one side saying it’s too soon to demand change while the other side demands gun bans, and another week of asking HOW and WHY without even really trying to answer that very question. This… Continue reading Enough
In which I talk about death, the loss of the ones we love, and making it mean something.
this is a rough work. We Wait As time goes by our numbers only grow and we wait. We wait for the day we can be at rest knowing it may never come.We wait.For Providence, Sanity, and Hope.We wait for the Impossible Trinity like childrenwaiting for their prize. We watch them scurry like insects out… Continue reading We Watch
This is a first draft. Please judge it as such. Mom told me that shooting stars were just falling angels wasting wishes from heaven. She said - wish on that falling angel honey, and maybe it’s wish will become yours. I wasn’t sure I believed it but I did as she told me to and… Continue reading Shooting Stars – a story
The Spooky World of Chris Ringler 