EErie Night  

rm_coral54 62F
20 posts
8/22/2005 5:40 pm

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EErie Night

Today is the birthday of my sister who passed away in 1994. She was our youngest.

My daughters and I planned to go the Memorial Garden after my work at 2pm. Unfortunately, my eldest daughter had a meeting and was able to leave and pick me up at about 7pm. Hence, my youngest daughter had to go ahead

Despite its lateness, we proceeded, bought flowers and candles for 3 (2 sisters and mother). the place was dim with only few lighted areas. in short, it was almost total darkness.

We braved the area with only one intention to offer the flowers and say prayers for them.

I told my daughter to leave the lights of the car on. She could not because i didnt have the spare key.

We tried to be calm but mind you, I could feel presence of the unseen in all directions. I just prayed for our "safety" and prayed for their souls. It was an eerie night for us. But, what matters most is we remembered her/them.

I miss my sister! I miss all of them. the only consolation is, I know they are happy where they are now.

AtomicKisss 58M

8/22/2005 7:22 pm

I'm sorry about your loss and it is too bad that the rememberance ceremony did not go as planned. However, I share your belief that the most important thing is the fact that she was remembered.

My her smile from heaven always be upon you,

rm_mtnravyn 60M
890 posts
8/22/2005 7:50 pm

So often we don't venture into sacred places in the night. we forget the power that resides there, especially as it has to do with our fears and our longings.

Longings...yes, the night is filled with longings, hidden desires nestled in the depths of our soul, ever smoldering there in the dark warmth, pulsing with their own fire. Day brings suppression of these mysteries, for to reveal them in our sun's unforgiving light would take unflinching courage and strength of will, rare commodities in these days and times.

I suffer the long bless'd night, welcome it into my arms and yield myself to the pain and pleasure of discovering who I am, being transformed into who I was meant to be...for every dawn is my rebirth, to reform into whom I met in the night...

And fears, something that rises out of old memories, out of the genetic soup we all carry around inside us. Monsters in closets when we were kids and further back still, a long way, all the way back to the things waiting out there where the fire’s light cannot reach.

What a beautiful tribute to a sister that you can face the longings and the fears to honor the memory.

rm_coral54 62F
8 posts
8/28/2005 3:56 am

hi guys thanks for all you comments. i appreciate them.

rm_coral54 62F
8 posts
8/28/2005 3:57 am

hi guys thanks for all your comments. i appreciate them.

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