I couldn’t get the Oracle to work online this morning, so I turned to my box of magnetic tiles and arranged them on the metal magnetic poetry stand Nina gave me a few years ago. Wing was the first word to appear.
Last night I attended a Zoom memorial for a friend who died a little over a year ago. It was clear from everyone’s words that she was a shining light for all those she whose lives she intersected with. Certainly she was for me and my children, and for all her many students, some of whom spoke eloquently about her influence on their lives.
I dreamt about her–although I remember no specifics of the dream, I woke with these words on my mind–“Rise up into the truth that matters”. A fitting epitaph, We miss you Chris.
as if whispered
by a child’s dream,
magic gardens came flying–
butterfly-winged roses
inside the mothermoonship
of a songforest night
K. 
I’m sorry about the loss of your friend.
Magic gardens and song. Our poems do compliment each other. The Oracles reaches in many forms.
The “new” tiles work for me on the Oracle’s site, but I can’t access the classic tiles.
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I didn’t try those. I don’t like them as much, but I’ve used them before.
Thanks Merril. She was really special. But as many noted, we all carry a bit of her spirit with us.
I have my magnetic tiles (a conglomeration of sets that were given to me and ones my daughters had) on the side of my filing cabinet and occasionally I move them around. I should photo the ones on there now and do a post one of these days…
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You’re welcome.
Whatever works! I had some magnetic tiles, but I can’t find them. I may have given them to my daughter for her classes.
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Nice, how it all fits together here. including the flowers, including the words, including the song. including the dream.
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Thanks Neil. Her spirit talking I think…
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sorry for your loss, this is such a lovely tribute, really like this art, less can be best! Yes those that touch our hearts live on there …
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They do. Thanks Kate.
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That would make a beautiful epitaph for your friend. I hope she did rise up into the truth that matters.
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Thanks Jane. She certainly lived it.
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Oh, Kerfe, that’s lovely. You’ve turned a little piece of your friend into something beautiful.
❤
David
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Thanks David. I hope so. She was a special soul.
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Lovely words and images – Rise up is such a positive thought. We rise and hope to bring others up with us…
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Thanks Muri. She did, always.
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A beautiful memorial, Kerfe.
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Thanks Ingrid.
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It’s wonderful how often the winged things speak through the Oracle and you. I’m very sorry for your loss; the memorial sounded like a beautiful one. A blithe spirit to be remembered.
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Thanks Sun. She is a good memory to hold on to in these dark times.
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Lovely post, K. Good song choice to go with it. I’m glad Chris is still with you, bringing light into your life ❤
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my sorrow for you and her loved one loss. but to live a life of light, as she did – that is glorious, indeed, worthy of the joy of a songforest night ~
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Yes, a well-lived life is too rare now–we need more of them.
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