Memories: 14 April 2025
Death doula, and soul midwife…onwards and upwards.

14 April 2025

14 April 2024
“Byron Bay Bliss Blitz”
https://youtu.be/WbhsWFXzRr0?si=W1rWdiwftECh_Gj6
14 April 2023
It’s a beautiful day in the neighbourhood 🙂.
14 April 2022
This afternoon I had a random thought float through my head with some emphasis! “Become a Death Doula” it said. I thought “what??? How would I cope with dying clients and their often ghoulish money-hungry family members?” It struck me as odd but it’s not the first time I have been told to become a funeral director or a death doula.
Which is strange as at one time, about 15 years ago I had thought about becoming a midwife but my then friend who was a forensic psychiatric nurse talked me out of it as she stated I was too Ill to be able to have the energy and motivation to run up and down a busy maternity ward.
That same woman then proceeded to request I assist her to attend her friend’s stillbirth delivery of a 14 week old foetus so rather ironically I was cast into the role of “death doula” anyway and it was very distressing to witness the delivery of her friend’s foetus into the toilet bowl so yes, as a consequence I went cold on the idea of being in service via either the birthing process or the dying process and instead I turned my focus within by rather gradually and inexorably healing my own mental health, body mind and spirit.
I never ended up gaining a career as I was too traumatised for the past 12 years after my mother’s death, the putrid will dispute and the other cumulative catastrophes that kept recycling like some macabre hellish horror movie.
So yeah…death doula…what the fuck?
But then I realised that as a three year old I assisted an elderly family friend to “let go” peacefully and who knows maybe that was meant to be my calling?
I will have to think carefully as to what the spirit meant by this? Perhaps they are talking about preparing for my own imminent death?
But if so, what more do I have to let go of? The fantastical hopeless hope of ever finding a safe loving partner? The death of false friendships that once again turned evil and fetid right before my eyes on a live medium show?
Death of our planet on a daily basis?
Death of Love, death of hope, death death death… yuck, I have spent my life fighting for Life. Holding life sacred and precious, even in its shadow, even when faced with death over and over again. My own and others.
14 April 2021


14 April 2020
11:11 am. Synchronicities in da city. Stay safe x
14 April 2019

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I woke up at 7 am because Beauregard whined as he wanted to go outside to go toilet. So I let him out to relieve himself and he scampered around the entire house in circles until deciding to do a little poo under the African Tulip tree. Phew!
I let Betty hen out to play for the day. Then hung out a load of washing. It’s a beautiful morning. The birds are singing, there is a heavy dew under my hot old hobbit feet and even the trees seems to be harmonising.
I made a cup of tea, took some more Ventolin. My upper rib cage hurts from days of coughing and wheezing but somehow I feel a little bit better. I have crawled back into my cosy bed and Beauregard and Penny are beside me and although it hurts to breathe I am quite happy.
I am glad I stayed home and didn’t push myself to go dancing last night. I would have gotten irritated as I would not have been able to move much. I miss the music and my “casino friends” though. Oh well. Next time!
I am going to take things easy today and keep healing my lungs etc.
I am looking forward to the visit from the Cohen family this afternoon. It will be nice to have children around the house again.
14 April 2018
Karen and I enjoyed ourselves at The Brooklyn Standard last night. Awesome club. The security guard took my ID then shook my hand and wished me a Happy Birthday for yesterday. A lovely welcome.
I got to wear my top hat all night, matching with my beautiful blue/green/purple Maggie Shepherd pant suit from the 90s. The club was packed but oh my, actual air conditioning!!! Lovely comfortable seating too.
We left about 1 am as I was tired but I loved that place. Good mix of people and age groups. No violent disgusting creeps.
Now I have to ponder why I tolerated so much low grade behaviour at the casino for so long. Moving on is not the same as giving up!
I’ve been woken early again by bloody earthmoving trucks across the road. But all good. This too shall pass.
Karen, Jenny, and Terrie are taking me out on another adventure today. Jenny organised the surprise. So we are joyously experiencing the best of life and I am blessed to have such beautiful, loving, supportive friends.

14 April 2017
Watching Vikings season 4. Awesome! I had a bad night last night. I woke at 3 and could not fall into another deep sleep until 5 ish. It was annoying as I was exhausted but my brain had other plans.
So today I am not feeling all that well. Maybe later this arvo I will take Bobo and Charlie for a much desired walk.
14 April 2016
Margaret gave me a generous gift of money for my birthday. So today I drove around several landscape companies but eventually found scoria at Bunnings. It is for my aquaponics for one of my fishponds. I also bought a small pump. I also bought two lights for the kitchen.
Now I am waiting on Jarrod to help me set-up the drain for the spare bathtub so I can put in the scoria and get the water in the fishpond filtering through. In a few months it will be ready to grow vegetables in the top bath. I am really happy about this. Another project completed.
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Just got back from a walk to the dog park with The Beau. The Beau has dropped his balls and refuses to play nicely with other male dogs. Grrrr! So I rushed him into the small dog area but there was nothing to do but sniff and spritz. So I walked him home again. I hope this anti-social behaviour doesn't last.
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I am still feeling very happy to have seen my beautiful childhood friend, Margaret. It was so lovely of her to make the trip to take Neo to Movieworld and then spend extra quality time with me. I loved paddling in the sea with them. Like children again. Neo had a ball.
I gave him my iPhone to play Plants vs Zombies with, as he was surrounded by adults and he had been so very good, drawing, playing Hangman and his own games on his little mobile. He really loved Plants vs Zombies like Tayhlia did!
I am so happy and grateful to be surrounded by loving genuine and kind friends. My greatest blessing in life. Thank You all for being part of my life. xxx
14 April 2014
12.22 am. At Crystal's place as she kindly brought me home from the pub. Jo invited me out to listen to Jabba rock out and we had a great time. I may need to recover this week. Loving my life! Awesome!
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I am home from Crystal's. I slept until 3.30 pm, got up, did some writing then went back to bed and slept for another 2 hours. Crystal came home with chicken rolls and chips from Red Rooster so we ate, then I read her my writing and she took me home.
I had a fabulous birthday weekend. I honestly can say that I partied like it's 2014 and I'm a 49er. LOL. I danced so much and had so much joy with my beautiful friends and my kid. This has been the most vibrant, wild birthday ever, in my life. It has been awesome.
In True The Tanya Style, more awesomeness is yet to manifest... I think I have finally danced the demons and ghosts of the tormented past into the ground, stomped them into the underworld where they can sleep with the Titans and the Ice Giants and other monsters of the dimensions of hate, loathing, despair, envy, malice and putrescence that they purposely inflicted upon me in my former life.
This is my time to Rise and Shine. I am rising and shining as best as I can, and I am so grateful and blessed by my wonderful friends who spoiled me rotten, and showered me with abundant love and beautiful blessings, and have watched me slowly slowly metamorphose into a new life of joy and bliss.
It's been a long hard road, tumultuous, harrowing, rocky, with many stumbling blocks and some downright abysses but I have finally let go and drained the abscesses of absent loves (both family and lovers!) and am waking up, refreshed and renewed and almost healed (a work forever in progress!) to finally see around me the good, the blessed, and the sublime.
Thank you to G-d for bringing me to this season of healing, and catapulting me into this new reality. It has been a long time coming. A long long time. Time is a measure only of our experiences on Earth and is irrelevant in the broad scheme of the Cosmos.
So there will come a time, when I barely remember the dark tragedies of my life, and can only be immersed in the bright light and sunshine of my present days. May I be blessed to enjoy many many more, with friends old and new, and merit to see a whole new world open up for us all. Amen.
On this Festival of Freedom, Passover, may all the world manifest true freedom and happiness and release the old out-dated unhealthy ways of war, famines and abuse, and let in the magical beauty of unconditional Love, Peace and harmony, Healing and Lightheartedness.
May I be able to live in a world where the young are carefree and happy again, so I can stand in a taxi line with my beautiful vibrant exotic Sarah and have the entire crowd, dancing and singing and being free to express their own innate Light. (Zombies were they! LMAO).
I hope in our small way my friends and I inspire others, to let in the life force of happiness, even for a moment in time, because when you finally tap into your own Joy, your own innate purpose, your raison d'etre, your bliss... well, it's very addictive, and you want more.
It doesn't involve drugs or alcohol, it doesn't diminish anyone or abuse anyone, it just builds and builds and spreads so much more joy into the world. It starts with a 'revolution' of a few souls not afraid to sing and dance, do their art, write their Homeric tomes (I know, I know!), their songs, their poetry, their gematria, their practical life building skills, (whatever or wherever their talents lie!) and just enjoy it, and share that joy.
May we humans work together to make our world a safer, better place for our ecology, economy, posterity, sanity and the other unseen worlds we don't always realise depend on us too. 🙂
Update 2021: My 56th birthday just two days ago was also extraordinarily awesome. (7 year cycle? Lol)
I feel very much loved. I have hope for my future, hoping to build a business after I learn silversmithing, perhaps even rent a shop and sell my handmade upcycled jewellery, and knitted faeries and other magical stuff!
It’s a dream but what is psychedelic dreamer without her dreams....?
14 April 2011
I'm very tired, slept til 1 pm, actually took Miss Bella Rosa for a long walk around the neighbourhood but felt very breathless - might be brewing asthma with the cold change. Oh well. I cleaned the filter in my fishpond, weaved a few passionfruit tendril, and some jasmine then came inside in time of the sundown.
14 April 2010
Last night Jarrod and Crystal made me do a fashion parade with the dozens of shirts and blouses and stuff I had in the spare room but hadn't been wearing. So we are going to donate heaps to charity as most of the stuff didn't fit me anymore as I've lost a little bit of weight and some others just didn't look good on me. (Crystal is rapt cos she's been trying to declutter my life for years!)
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I am quite exhausted this evening after spending the whole day in my garden burning all the dead stick, branches etc from all my trees, and then after that fertilising everything in the garden with Seasol...phew, it took all day to achieve my goals but now the place looks much tidier. My feet hurt like hell from being mobile all day. (Also I stepped on two embers so burnt my tootsies as well).
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Thank you to everyone for your lovely birthday wishes. I had a lovely evening with my girls and my friends. Courtenay and Jarrod took turns lighting my brazier and I lit all the lanterns in the trees and the flares etc, so the house looked really magical from outside. Oh and we had drinky poos too!
14 April 2009

Copyright Tanya Désirée Arons
About the Creator
Tanya Arons
I write about my life experiences. I write about complex ptsd, the agonies, the angst and my post traumatic growth. About Beauty, Truth and Honour and little vignettes of comfort from the spirits that love me: living and dead. I also Dance!


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