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Bob Rich, Author of “The Hole in Your Life-Grief and Bereavement”

Bob Rich, author in Australia
Bob Rich, Author

Bob Rich, Author of “The Hole in Your Life-Grief and Bereavement” by Joan Y. Edwards

Today I am honored to interview Bob Rich,  PhD. He is the author of “The Hole in Your Life” as well as many other intriguing books. Thanks for being with us, Bob.

You are welcome. It’s great to visit you in the USA from Australia.

Let’s get started.

1. How many books have you written?
Thirty-four plus one-half plus one-thirteenth. You never get a straight answer from this silly fellow, do you? But it’s true. The one-thirteenth is because perhaps the best short story I’ve ever written, Artist’s Revenge, is one of thirteen stories in the anthology, “Pivot,” and I’ve been notified that it has won an award. You’ll see the medal on the book page: https://bobrich18.wordpress.com/bobs-booklist/#pivot
The one-half is because I am currently pestering agents and publishers with a science-fiction series, “The Doom Healer,” and four of the five planned volumes are completed. Then there are twenty published books listed at https://bobrich18.wordpress.com/bobs-booklist and ten others that are complete, but I have withdrawn them or they have never seen daylight.

2. What caused you to be interested in being a counselor?
Have you read my fictionalized autobiography, Ascending Spiral?
https://bobrich18.wordpress.com/bobs-booklist#ascending
In 2007, I recovered bits of five of my past lives, and their reconstruction is much of that book. The last time I died and planned my current life, I asked for the gift of the healer.
In high school, I was a lame duck collector: all the distressed kids came to me. Trouble was, then I worried more about their problems than they did themselves, so after graduating I
went in for research rather than therapy. All the same, when a friend’s wife died, it was me he sought out.
After a couple of years of unemployment, I trained as a nurse, which toughened me up. As a nursing student, you are taught, “It’s not your pain. You’re not there to share it but to
relieve it.”
In therapy they just need to realize they can do things differently.

3. Please tell us about your daughter, Natalie, who died recently.

Natalie helping at birthday party being a good Auntie.
Natalie helping at birthday party being a good Auntie.


          When Natalie was two, she toddled up to a pregnant woman, looked way up into her eyes and said, “Did you know, babies come from a woman’s tummy?”
At three, she caught the flu. While picking up medicines for her, I found some blocks with the alphabet on them. By the end of the day, she knew all the letters, and thereafter read street names, shop signs and everything else with writing on it. As I say in the first chapter of my book dedicated to her, which  you’ll find at http://grief.lhpress.com she badgered us to send her to school at four.
We lived a near self-sufficient life by 1981. Her mother was preparing a chicken for dinner and requested that Natalie pluck it. She refused and was a vegetarian ever since.
As a teenager, Natalie decided she wouldn’t have children and became the perfect auntie all kids loved. And poor thing, she had the same sense of humor that tortures me.

4. You wrote “A Hole in Your Life” as a way to handle your grief when your daughter, Natalie, died. That was a very loving thing to do.  How did writing the book help you?
Two ways, both of which are research-validated.
In the book (pages 28-29) I have “William Funchess suffered terribly as a prisoner of war in Korea. Years later, he wrote a highly successful book, published in 1999. ‘I got yellow pads and ball point pens and spiral notebooks and just started writing. The minute I finished writing, the nightmares stopped.’”
Second, when you have progressed through grief enough, you  want something positive to come out of your loss. Again, I describe a man whose previously violent father wasreleased from jail. My client forgave him and they became friends. Then father died. Six months later, he (my client, not his dead father) rescued a teenager from a violent home situation. In a similar way, this book is my tool for reducing the suffering of others.

5. What are three things you hope people will gain when they read “A Hole in Your Life?”
OK. Several of my beta readers are psychologists. Three of them have said that reading my book was like professional development in grief therapy.
Second, most people have suffered serious losses: the death of a loved person, a physical injury, failing at an exam and so missing out on a profession, divorce, you name it. It can be your guide in how to handle such misfortune.
Third, many of us find ourselves supporting someone who has fallen into such a hole. My book is the rope.

6. Please share three experiences that influenced you to fight to care for our planet.
What a wonderful question!
Again, I need to return to my past-life recalls. I have reported in Ascending Spiral that I’ve been told: this is the life when I have to witness the end of humanity or be part of the movement that saves us. Well, I’d rather have the second! Being a father, then a grandfather and now a great-grandfather is also motivating. And all sentient beings in the universe are my family, and I do my best to work for a good life for as many of them as I can.
Finally, we are so lucky to live on such a beautiful planet! My favorite people include birds, whales, butterflies, trees covered in blossoms (and even when they are not). Bob Brown, who started up the Greens movement globally, has said that there is no need for justification in human terms for protecting nature. It has value in its own right. Isaac Asimov’s Earth was completely covered in a mechanical coating. That’s a nightmare.

7. How did you find the publisher for your books?
I started writing for a marvelous self-sufficiency magazine, Earth Garden, in 1980. Sadly, the magazine died of old age a few years ago, but until then I had a byline column as their owner-building expert. In 1984, the magazine’s publisher and I combined to write what ended up  as The Earth Garden Building Book: Design and Build Your Own House. He already had 8 published books, so he had no trouble getting us going with Nelson Australia, which then
got gobbled up by Penguin, although there was nothing fishy about it. (Get it?)
My second book was Woodworking for Idiots Like Me. It is a series of short stories, each with a woodcraft lesson. Penguin couldn’t put it neatly in a box, so passed on it, but a small publisher, Aird books, asked Earth Garden magazine for a lead to a good woodworking book, and it was a match made in heaven, which lit up about 60,000 purchasers.
As the internet took off, and I took off writing fiction, I went with a series of brand new electronic publishers. They were ahead of their time and went broke, one by one. Then new technology came around, and e-books could be read on special readers, and you know where that led us
I self-published a few when that was still seen as shameful, so did so through my own publishing company.
When I wrote Sleeper, Awake, I was part of a Yahoo group with a bunch of other Australian authors, one of whom let us know that she was in an author cooperative. The idea was to do all work themselves. She was the acquisitions editor, so I queried her. She loved it, and I was in.
Part of the shared work was reviewing each other’s books. I provided a public review for one, and sent a private message to the author with a long list of edits and suggestions for improvement. This man was the acquisition editor’s husband, and so she invited me to join the editing team. Soon, I was editing for quite a large number of small independent publishers, and I could choose between them when I wanted to publish a new book. My main publisher is the aptly named Loving Healing Press.

8.  What is the source of your inner spirit?
Chocolate?
When I was a student, a group of us had regular discussions. The others were one each of Catholic, evangelical Protestant, Salvation Army, and evangelical atheist. Me? I argued with all of them. My final conclusion was, if there is a God, my job is to be the best human I can be. If there isn’t a God, the only way to make sense of existence is to be the best human I can be. Given my scientific training, since those ancient days I have built up a working hypothesis of what the Universe is like, what it is for, what our little humans’ role in it is. This is a best guess on the basis of the evidence life has rubbed my nose in. If new evidence comes along, I  modify the model.
OK, here is what I’ve arrived at: The Universe is alive, and conscious. Quantum physics demonstrates that consciousness is fundamental. Observing creates reality. The universe of matter and energy we perceive is there because the Universe observes it.
My guess is that our particular Universe is a young one of Its kind and needs to develop lots of the equivalent of brain cells. These are  beings with the potential for morality, like octopuses, all mammals including whales and humans, possibly trees and queen bees and things.
The role of the material universe is to provide a school for souls, until they graduate as enlightened spirits. So, we are all apprentice Buddhas, apprentice Jesuses, although, heaven knows, some have an AWFUL long way to go. So, every action is a potential tool for moving toward the purpose of life, which is
enlightenment.

9. Tell us about the part of Australia where you live.

Dawn at riddell
Dawn at Riddell
Koala Bear
Koala Bear in Australia

I live in Healesville, a little country town with an outlying western suburb called Melbourne. Thanks to the air pollution there, we have beautiful sunsets. Humans are working hard at causing the extinction of anything that moves and anything that’s green, but my area still has some lovely nature.

Bob’s Bio
Bob Rich, PhD, is a visitor from a faraway galaxy, where he is an historian of horror. So, Earth is his favorite place in the universe. Nowhere else do sentient beings engage in a game of killing non-combatants (war). Nowhere else are child raising practices designed to harm children. And delicious for an historian of horror: nowhere else is the entire global economy designed to destroy its life support system. Here on Earth, he is disguised as an Australian storyteller, with 20 published books, six of which, and over 40 short stories, have won awards. He has retired five times so far. He still works as an editor for several small publishers. Above all, he is a Professional Grandfather. Anyone born since 1993 is his grandchild.
Everything he does strives for a survivable future for them, and one worth surviving in. This means environmental and humanitarian activism: an attempt to change a worldwide culture of greed and aggression into one of compassion and cooperation. He has been writing since 1980, with a byline column in “Earth Garden” magazine and other periodicals.
When he was 23, a minister of religion told him he was a Buddhist. Since his timemachine was in for service, he couldn’t check on the internet, but a day in the University library validated this claim. He decided not to sue the Buddha for plagiarism, as an act of metta (loving kindness).

Three of Bob Rich’s Many Books

The Hole in Your Life by Bob Rich, PhD

1. The Hole in Your Life: Grief and Bereavement with Titan Literary Award Seal https://bobrich18.wordpress.com/bobs-booklist/#grief

 

2. Ascending Spiral https://bobrich18.wordpress.com/bobs-booklist/#ascending

Anika, the Stranger Who Loved Me by Bob Rich book cover

3. Anikó: The Stranger Who Loved Me
https://bobrich18.wordpress.com/bobs-booklist/#aniko

Thank you for being with us today, Bob. I know those who read it  will enjoy learning about you and hopefully will read one of your books to encourage them.
Please leave questions for Bob in the comments area. 

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Duct Tape to the Rescue

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“Duct Tape to the Rescue” by Joan Y. Edwards

During the year before my late husband, Carl Edwards died, he alerted me of a special relationship he had with duct tape.
One day Carl fell in the garage, I heard him call me and went to see what had happened. I helped him up. He had a boo-boo on his arm. When we went to the bathroom to bandage it up, I reached for a bandaid to put on it. He said, “No, don’t put a bandaid on it. Bandaids come off. Use this duct tape on it.”
I looked at him. And I looked at the duct tape. I cringed and said, “But, Carl, won’t it hurt when you pull the duct tape off?” I had visions of the duct tape pulling his skin off with it when he went to remove it.
Carl looked at me and said, “Bandaids come off. Use the duct tape.”
So I used the duct tape. This time and other times. His same reply, “Use the duct tape.”
About a month after Carl died, (May God rest his soul), I went through his personal belongings including his wallets. He had one new wallet and one old wallet. When I opened the new wallet, his drivers license and credit cards and stuff didn’t draw my attention. However, when I opened his old wallet. It had an old driver’s license, a few business cards, positive thinking quotes, and above all else at the back, a  tattered compartment with duct tape to hold it together. I smiled. Even in his death, Carl could make me smile. Duct tape to his rescue! For Christmas gifts that year, I gave everyone in the family and our neighbors a roll of silver duct tape in memory of Carl.
Fast forward to a week before the third anniversary of Carl’s passing, August 31, 2023. I went through a few boxes finding things to share with his family and to decide which things to keep for me as a memory of Carl. Inside a box I found an old calculator and a new calculator. And ah, you guessed it. The old calculator was held together with duct tape. Duct tape to the rescue! Again, Carl had made me smile even though he was in heaven. It helped turn a moment of sadness into the joy of remembering how much he chose to make things last. Like love and fun!
I share this story with you in hopes of helping you to know it’s okay to cry when you miss a loved one who has passed away, but more importantly it is life-giving to you to smile when you remember them. Thank God for the time you got to spend with them. Use duct tape to paste the memories that make you smile at the top of your mind today.  Let duct tape come to your rescue!
Please share a memory of a deceased loved one that makes you smile.

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Joan Y. Edwards, Author
Copyright © 2009-2023 Joan Y. Edwards

 Flip Flap Floodle Firebird Book Award Winner Will this little duck’s song save him from Mr. Fox?

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Resources

Joan Y. Edwards. “How to Be a Good Listener and Stay Healthy”

Joan Y. Edwards. “The Many Faces of Grief”

Joan Y. Edwards. “Sadness Met Me at the Edge of Life and Death”

The Many Faces of Grief

the Many Faces of Grief Shock, Anger, Sadness, Fear, Exhaustion, Isolated and Alone, Rebirth: hope, joy, thankfulness, acceptance
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“The Many Faces of Grief” by Joan Y. Edwards

Grief is the normal internal feeling one experiences in reaction to a loss. You have seen them. You have experienced them. They are real. They are not a figment of your imagination. However, when grieving your imagination sometimes takes over. How long does grief last? It may last a lifetime. How long it impacts your life or stops you from living to the utmost is sometimes up to you and sometimes feels like it is out of your control. All of this points to the effects of your feelings after someone you love dies. 

1. One face of grief is shock. You know that everyone dies. You may have had clues this was the time God was calling your loved one home. Or you may have been rejecting that idea and thinking he was going to be healed and live longer with you. You remember well that everyone dies. It still is a shock when death comes. No matter how young or old the person is. It is a shock to your emotional system to find that they are no longer alive. 

2, One face of grief is anger. Anger that your loved one has left you all alone.  You can’t feel their touch. You don’t have their encouraging words, the warm hugs, the light kisses, the listening ear. They left you alone with all the financial, legal, household and personal items to figure out and take care of. You have to sort through their clothing, their favorite books and DVDs.  How could they leave you with all that headache and worry to go through by yourself. It really wasn’t their intention. Probably, they would rather be here on earth with you.

3. Another face of grief is sadness. You feel sadness that your loved one has left you all alone.  You can’t feel their touch. You don’t have the encouraging words, the warm hugs, the light kisses, the listening ear. You miss being with them. You miss looking into their eyes and seeing their smiling face. The memories of moments the two of you shared together are gone now unless you shared them with someone else.  I found myself telling my daughters and his daughter about things that my husband and I had done together. I think through sharing them it helped keep the memories alive a little longer and to let go at least once for those memories.  It takes many times of letting go. Perhaps a way of letting go of these memories is to write them down. If you want to share them with others, it is okay. If you want to shred them, it is okay. You can have a candle service and thank God for the wonderful memories.  You can also bury your written words in a flower garden or in the woods. 

4. Another face of grief is fear. The things you are afraid of can be numerous. Some of the fears are stronger than others. The fear of being alone if you were married to the deceased loved one can be hard to handle. Depending upon your background. If being abandoned at an early age was a prevalent memory for you, your spouse’s death may trigger those feelings of abandonment and fear of how you’re going to make it being alone.  Sort of like in the game of tag, “Ready or Not, Here I come.” Death says, “Ready or Not, Here I come.”

5. Another face of grief is exhaustion. After the death of a loved one, you can’t get to sleep. Once you get to sleep, you wake up in a few hours. You start thinking  about the events leading up to the death. Planning the funeral, going to the funeral,  attending the burial: all take energy.  After that you have the legal matters that must be taken care of. Why did your loved one leave you with all this to do? Even when your loved one leaves a will or trust and beneficiary on death papers signed, it is still stressful. Waiting to get connected by phone to the right party can take up to an hour. This waiting is stressful in regular times. It triples the stress after someone dies. The tears flow at unexpected times.  Having to say “My husband died” over and over again on the phone may take a notch out of your calmness. The tears flow. It’s okay. It’s a natural response. It is part of the healing process.  Crying levels your emotions and helps your body relax and start healing. 

6. Another face of grief is feeling alone and isolated. You don’t have the loved one who died to share the small details of your life: what you ate for lunch, to know if you took your medicine on time, what you watched on TV, or who you missed most from high school. You are no longer the center of your loved ones life. They are no longer the center of yours; although parts of you still think they are. It’s recognizing this reality that your loved one is not there anymore, that is the hardest to accept.

There is a feeling of alienation from usual gatherings of family and friends.  With COVID, you are even more isolated for good reason, You want your family and friends to be protected. You want to be protected.  Being with others that you and your spouse used to get together with is a time of healing for all of you. Somehow Zoom and other video chats aren’t the same as face to face and receiving a warm hug and encouragement from family and close friends. 

I am lucky and very thankful that I have family and friends who call to check on me or come by to visit; both Carl’s family and mine. I have been fortunate enough to see my family face to face.  Not every day, but occasionally. They check on me often. And whenever I tell them I especially miss them they set up time for the whole family to get together. Now that I’ve had the second Covid vaccine, I’ll be able to meet and see my family and friends who live close and those who live far away. Many have been sick  and others are going through rough times. I want to be there for them.

There is part of the grieving process that you have to do alone. No one can do it for you. It is your grief. Other members of the family and close friends have to go through their own personal grief.  

7. Seventh face of grief is Rebirth of Self (hope, joy, thankfulness, acceptance, new purpose).  The stress of the death and your grief may even make you sick. Achieve a balance of eating the right foods, exercising, doing the things you used to enjoy: walking, reading, going to the movies. Doing something new may give you a new way to look at things.

Cook a new dish, bake a cake, buy yourself an ice cream cone with chocolate sprinkles. Draw a picture, write a song, take pictures, plant new flowers. All of these things are good.

When you get to the acceptance phase, you are ready to help other people. There is a need within you to find a new purpose or a renew the purpose you may have forgotten during all this grief. You find a purpose for living since your loved one is no longer there. You will designate a new emphasis or renew a past idea.

God made you to share his goodness and love with others. What you give to our world isn’t provided by anyone else. You are the one to do it. I think after a loved one dies, you have to do things to help rebuild yourself. No one else knows what you need better than you. But you have to speak up. You have to take note of the little nudges of wisdom that come to you.

Think about the flight attendant who tells you that you to put the oxygen mask on yourself first before you put it on your child. It’s important to remember to do what you think you need to do to pull yourself up out of the doldrums. Also, at least once a day, do something to make someone smile. Call a friend. Call a relative. Donate time, money or goods to your favorite charity. Call to thank someone for helping you. Call an old friend you haven’t talked to in ages. Do things that leave you with inner joy.  Share your joy with others.    

There are many other faces of grief. I only chose to elaborate on seven of them. You may see all of these faces on a given day. You may see other faces that I didn’t mention. Whatever face of grief you are experiencing,  love yourself. Be kind and gentle. 

I ask God to help you accept yourself and all of your feelings from the loss of someone you love.

Whatever you are going through today, I hope you realize what a gift you are. I know that you may not understand how important you are to all of the people who know you. It is important to love yourself. 

I am sending hugs and thankfulness for you for reading my blog. Thank you for being the love that transforms the sadness of others into joy. What seems little to you may be a life saver for someone else. 

Resources:

  1. Huffington Post. “A New Look at the 7 Emotional States of Loss:” https://www.huffpost.com/entry/loss-grief_b_5556644
  2. Medicine Net. “Grief Symptoms: Get Facts on the Seven Stages of Grief:” https://www.medicinenet.com/loss_grief_and_bereavement/article.htm
  3. Medicine Net. “Depression: Symptoms, Types, Test, and Treatment: “https://www.medicinenet.com/depression/article.htm#what_are_the_risk_factors_and_causes_of_depression

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