Let us not look for you only in memory/Where we would grow lonely without you./You would want us to find you in presence,/beside us when beauty brightens,/when kindness glows,/and music echoes eternal tones.
an excerpt from "On The Death of the Beloved" by John O'Donohue in his book "To Bless the Space Between Us".
This poem helped lift my spirits yesterday when contemplating the death of Fran Brawley, a friend who lived in Clemson and passed over on Sunday. The entire poem is beautiful, but this mention of "find you in presence" truly spoke to me. Because, that is where I continue to find Bob - in presence. I never anticipated that. Never expected that. But it happens. I would like my family and friends to look for and find me in presence when I pass over.
I just walked the labyrinth - it is in beautiful condition now with the green walls lining the brown path making it easy to find my way without even thinking about it. How blessed I am to have this lovely space in which to thrive!
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