Enlightenment for a wave is the moment
the wave realizes that it is water.
At that moment, all fear of death disappears. ~ Thich Nhat Hanh
eternal napping
In that small elm tree out front
still beats the original ancestral tree’s
heart energy.
A giving tree
for countless generations.
In me beats the heart of both parents,
each cell has dna back
to the beginning-less beginning.
Parents and ancestors
are worthy of remembering
what they did, what they hoped
how they succeeded and failed,
and how they continue on
in what I think, say and do.
Welcome Home
Decorating town with reminders
of the dead and gone is a valuable expression.
Physically dead and gone, perhaps,
in their human form
but their actions, or karma, lives on.
Just look around and see
their legacies left behind,
legacies living on into the future.
I’d like to think I’ve learned
how to experience beauty and love
while gaining insight on reducing suffering
for myself, others and the world.
Despite good intentions and some diligence,
I’m not so sure about the insight
and to that I express some regret.
headstones 3
i’m not afraid of no
pie, anyone?
hanging around
nothing to fear except
please take me seriously!
long white veil
look into my
headstones 2
headstones
head’s are over-rated
On this eve of my mother’s imminent passing
I’ll go and sing gentle lullabies of love
to help her sleep peacefully
for the ages,
body returning to the earth,
reuniting with parents, ancestors
and the original giving tree.
She did her best
with the conditions presented her.
Living on in so many ways,
including me,
& my doing my best to be
a beautiful continuation.
Such beautiful juxtaposing
this Satyrday morning.
You make the ghosts dear,
death a stomping ground for deer, and
your voice is resonating in my space
signaling beautiful continuation, indeed.
Thank you!
The repose of a skeleton enjoying the roses… priceless.
(Life continues to unfold… No regrets, I’d like to think I’ve learned
how to experience beauty and love
while gaining insight on reducing suffering
for myself, others and the world.
Despite good intentions and some diligence,
I’m not so sure about the insight
and to that I express some regret.) No regrets, friend… Your insight and intent relieve even haunted hearts. Truly. 🙂
C me?
I find an incredible variety and mixture of emotional texture in this piece – beauty, humour, playfulness, profound wisdom, fearlessness, honor and respect, freedom and a liberating sense of letting go…and I just love that expression ‘beautiful continuation’. Thanks for a wonderful share. Hugs, Harula xxx
A lovely tribute to your mother and an elegant way to make sense of death as but a mere step in the never-ending continuation of life through the ages.
Again such a lovely post. The song was so peaceful, I particularly loved some of the video images (the full moon was stunning). Thank you for sharing 🙂
Catching up on some blog reading this morning after weeks away – your pictures and words area delightful and colourful juxtaposition. Watching my granddaughters out on Halloween night this year made me think about confronting fears and finding one’s way through to the candy prize just beyond the spooky creatures and decorations. What is the deeper meaning, here? Maybe it’s finding our way past the veil of the unknowns, being present to what is beyond us, learning to live with all the ambiguity. Your posts always make me think and for that I am thankful.
thank you for your sweet personal relating, francis!
just happened to be halloween, and the day after that i was able to sing to my mother and offer my presence during her passing.
You are so sweet and gentle and kind and so full of calm and you were so gentle, respectful and loving of your mother. You were both so lucky to have each other! With love.
smilecalm 
Such beautiful juxtaposing
this Satyrday morning.
You make the ghosts dear,
death a stomping ground for deer, and
your voice is resonating in my space
signaling beautiful continuation, indeed.
Thank you!
Thank you marga
for your kind supportive words 🙂
The repose of a skeleton enjoying the roses… priceless.
(Life continues to unfold… No regrets, I’d like to think I’ve learned
how to experience beauty and love
while gaining insight on reducing suffering
for myself, others and the world.
Despite good intentions and some diligence,
I’m not so sure about the insight
and to that I express some regret.) No regrets, friend… Your insight and intent relieve even haunted hearts. Truly. 🙂
C me?
i appreciate your continued, kind support meredith 🙂
I find an incredible variety and mixture of emotional texture in this piece – beauty, humour, playfulness, profound wisdom, fearlessness, honor and respect, freedom and a liberating sense of letting go…and I just love that expression ‘beautiful continuation’. Thanks for a wonderful share. Hugs, Harula xxx
thank you Harula for offering your kind words
with alway leave a beautiful continuation
with my heart 🙂
May your gentle lullabies of love ease your mother’s transition. All who do their best have served their purpose fully in this life.
thank you for your kind support, Hariod!
i sang softly as long as there
was a voice.
singing to your mother dignifies her person and life, and it brings dignity to your own awakened being 🙂 great post.
i’m touched by your supportive words, bryan!
i sang the best i could and she seemed to find relaxation.
A lovely tribute to your mother and an elegant way to make sense of death as but a mere step in the never-ending continuation of life through the ages.
thank you carolahand for your kind, supportive words! Singing was all I was able to do, until my voice faded out.
Again such a lovely post. The song was so peaceful, I particularly loved some of the video images (the full moon was stunning). Thank you for sharing 🙂
thank you for your kind words, kellie!
i’m happy you like my song and the images.
may you be well 🙂
~ soulful ~
Catching up on some blog reading this morning after weeks away – your pictures and words area delightful and colourful juxtaposition. Watching my granddaughters out on Halloween night this year made me think about confronting fears and finding one’s way through to the candy prize just beyond the spooky creatures and decorations. What is the deeper meaning, here? Maybe it’s finding our way past the veil of the unknowns, being present to what is beyond us, learning to live with all the ambiguity. Your posts always make me think and for that I am thankful.
thank you for your sweet personal relating, francis!
just happened to be halloween, and the day after that i was able to sing to my mother and offer my presence during her passing.
A beautiful continuation indeed… honouring your mother and all our ancestors with reverence, creativity and love on all souls days. Thanks David.
thanks for your kind words, Bruce.
A beautiful post, and what a lovely way to honor your mother. Bless you both!
i appreciate your kind words, Karen!
i feel fortunate to have sung to her
hours before she passed on.
Thank you for a breathtakingly ´beautiful post!
You are so sweet and gentle and kind and so full of calm and you were so gentle, respectful and loving of your mother. You were both so lucky to have each other! With love.