Yesterday in the late afternoon, Sandra left this planet – as Annette said, there’s a new star in the sky. I also feel a new energy in the cosmos. Nothing dies. Nothing is born. We are all stardust taking on shapes and beingness and shedding our shapes to take on something new – a new mission, a different purpose. We are love. We are part of this infinitely expanding and contracting universe that has no beginning and no end. We are endless.
Sandra. I am honoured that her beautiful daughter and dearest friend had asked me to come back to Vancouver – has facilitated that – and on Saturday I am flying back. I am a small cog in all this but I am grateful to be part of those who honour her and celebrate her – who will keep her memory alive for as long as we live.
Today Nicky and Sheila and I walked for several hours on new trails north of Nakusp – explored, found loops, saw big trees, looked out over the Arrow Lakes – outside and breathing.
Tonight – editing work. Tomorrow, editing work and laundry and anything else I need to do to prepare. And then it’s all about the most gracious and remarkable woman I have known. And strong – formidably so. A strength born of love – and of knowing on the deepest level, who she was (is). If there is a circle representing who she is – and a circle representing how she shows herself to the world – the two didn’t just overlap – they aligned to the highest possible decree.