Under a large spreading tree in a cemetery, perhaps munching on a sandwich, we may seek to find the answers to our questions about death. Of course there are far more questions than there are answers. We know that since we have life, we must have death, this is inevitable. What is controllable though is how we face death. Are we afraid, barely able to speak of it, or do we gain wisdom from the Ways and take death with the same manner as we would take a cup of tea?