Thursday, August 18, 2011

remembrance




each moment of each day we choose how we will seek for life or death...i know it doesn't seem as simple as that and yet i do think it is just that simple. when we experience loss and heartache and the terror of shalom shatter, which is that realization that things are not the way they were meant or created to be...we have choice. over the next few days a community, a family really of people that that i love dearly and greatly admire are grieving the anniversary of a great and large hearted man's passing. this is a hard week i am sure...being still on the edges i can only feel the bits and pieces of that grief and recall my own days of remembrance on the day of loved one's journey out of body and into the more perfect body and soul.

when these days come scheduled or unscheduled with the flood of loss and memory and ache for those who now only inhabit dreams and photos and stories...there a choice offered. we can choose to celebrate the moments that we have had and were blessed to have with that person...those dreams and memories and stories and songs...or we can live in the regrets of all the things unsaid and not experienced. i am not saying that those shouldn't been wept over or held because they are true spaces of grief and loss and they ache like hell but that is not the place to live. the call in grief is to live into what you have been offered through that parent, friend, child, lover to let their beauty and life and joy and encouragement be that which moves you to the greatness you were created for until it is your time to pass into life in a different form. choosing this is choosing life.

by nature we are seared by those we love, they are imprinted on our hearts and we on theirs it is an inescapable nature of things. sometimes that is even transferred to you after that person has left this life because part of their essence lives in the heart of another whom you love. however it happens we are bound to each other in tight cords of love...so tight that death and distance and loss cannot break them. i am still bound to lovers and friends and family who has passed out of my life or this life...i hope this week for my friends will be one of remembering the greatness of a man dearly loved and dearly loving. may michael's heart still shine brightly for all to see reflected through those he loved and who love him.

"When you remember me, it means you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are. I means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that if we meet again, you will know me. It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart." ~frederick buechner




 memory~ the call (michael been & company)


In my memory
I can still see that face
In my memory
I can still hear the voice
I remember talkin' with you
The stories I could tell
In my memory, I remember you still
You gave the poet words to speak
you were the sun to warm my days
You put us in each others hands
You gave me love before I asked
In my memory
I can still see that face
In my memory
I can still hear the voice
I remember talkin' with you
The stories I could tell
In my memory, I remember you still
I feel my heart will surely break
I've taken all that I can take
You were the light for me to see
You were the sky that covered me
In my memory
I can still see that face
In my memory
I can still hear the voice
I remember talkin' with you
For hours by the well
In my memory, I remember you still
In my memory I can still see the eyes
In my memory
I can still feel your touch
I remember talkin' with you
The stories I could tell
In my memory, I remember you still

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