It's a chilly winter night outside, but very warm inside
the hospice guest house. All of the people gathered here have
wished one another “Happy New Year” and settled
on cushions in the big meeting hall. Both fireplaces are lit,
and the many little white cards with the names of each person
who died last year are arranged on the mantels over the fireplaces
and on a table in the center of the room. Paul, our teacher
for the evening, says a few simple and wise words about
impermanence and about being of service and then explains
tonight's process: we, the volunteers in attendance, will
pick up the cards, either by choosing a specific patient's
name or at random, and take them one by one to the fires, dropping
them in and saying something about each deceased person. The
idea is to hear a litany of names being remembered and honored
and sent onward as volunteers flow steadily to and from the
fireplaces.