Our nature is the nature of no birth and no death. The nature of the cloud also. A cloud can become snow, or hail or rain. It is impossible for a cloud to pass from being into non-being. That is true of our beloved one. She has continued into many new forms and you can look deeply and recognize herself in you and around you. - Thich Nhat Hanh
When we have lost a dear friend, vitality arrives from recalling memories of influences that benefitted our lives.
After the release of tears, the loved one's energy stimulates a blooming that reveals a voice, a gesture, and a hug. We use it to revel in the wonder shared. A bit of playfulness and humor circulate.
Look into the sky for the wings. Find gratitude. Let nature nurture.
In honor of Vina McGuire
April 12, 1926 - February 1, 2022
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