Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Final Text Message Sent
sent October 26, 1:14 am
it was 5:14 am here in Chicago.
was I awake? why did I not know what was happening in Hawaii? Why did I not know?
In the immortal words of Holden Caulfiend: "sleep tight, ya morons!" (Catcher In The Rye, J. D. Salinger)
Monday, December 7, 2009
Remember Pearl Harbor




Pearl Harbor is near Hickam Air Force Base. The attack on Pearl Harbor took place on December 7, 1941.
In these pictures we took at Hickam you can see the bullet holes from the attack.
Click on each picture to enlarge it and see it full size.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Dulce Domum
Thursday, December 3, 2009
All Shall Be Well...
Agony; Anguish
ag·o·ny:
1. The suffering of intense physical or mental pain.
2. The struggle that precedes death.
3. A sudden or intense emotion: an agony of doubt.
4. A violent, intense struggle.
an·guish:
Agonizing physical or mental pain; torment. Synonym: regret.
Flower and Gem Remedies
I could have sent a piece of Black Tourmaline.
Why didn't I?
What is wrong with me?
Why didn't I know?
Time and Excuses
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Definitions
Disbelief = incredulity; doubt about the truth of something; unpreparedness, unwillingness, or inability to believe that something is the case; astonishment.
Shock = daze; the feeling of distress and disbelief that you have when something bad happens accidentally; strike with horror or terror; a sudden jarring impact; inflict a trauma upon.
These are the main feelings I experience these days.
Black Holes
I think my psyche was more connected to Maris than I realized. I wish I had realized that sooner, and that these thoughts were not originating within myself.
We have both gone into a metaphysical Black Hole. Sometimes I feel as if I AM a Black Hole.
I have fallen into a Black Hole and gone into another universe. This is NOT the universe I thought I knew.
Will we ever come out?
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Seven-Fold Blessing
Priest/ess [Anna, Kiel or Demetria]:
We will now bless and purify this space with four sacred herbs: sage, sweetgrass, cedar and bear root.
Caller of East[Joan]:
May this sacred smoke cleanse and free Maris’s mind. May he enter Heaven in peace and freedom. [Caller walks clockwise around casket smudging with sage.]
Caller of South [Demetria]:
May this sacred smoke cleanse and free Maris’s spirit. May he enter Heaven in peace and freedom. [Caller walks clockwise around casket smudging with sweetgrass .]
Caller of West [Kiel]:
May this sacred smoke cleanse and free Maris’s soul. May he enter Heaven in peace and freedom. [Caller walks clockwise around casket smudging with .]
Caller of North [Anna]:
May this sacred smoke cleanse and free Maris’s body. May he enter Heaven in peace and freedom. [Caller walks clockwise around casket smudging with .]
Priest/ess [Ann, Kiel or Demetria]:
GREAT SPIRIT, OUR CREATOR, You give us the gift of life and the grace to praise you. Open our hearts that we may welcome your Spirit anew in our life. Teach us your wisdom and pour into us your gifts of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, trustfulness, gentleness and self-control.
Caller of East [Joan]:
We look to the EAST, the place where the new Sun rises each morning. This is the direction of hope and of new beginnings. Look down on us from the East, Creator, and pour your Spirit upon us so that we may renew our lives. Almighty God, fill and surround the soul of Maris with the Light of Wisdom and Truth.
Caller of South [Demetria]:
We look to the SOUTH, the place from where the warm winds come. This is the direction of good friends who help us walk on the Good road of life. Look down on us from the South, Creator, and pour your Spirit of happiness and friendship throughout our life. Teach us the lesson of Generosity that we may serve one another. Almighty God, fill and surround the soul of Maris with Healing.
Caller of West [Kiel]:
We look to the WEST, the place where the Sun sets as the day fades. This is the direction of changes, of growing and dying. Look down on us from the West, Creator, and give us the strength to face the great mysteries of life and death. Transform our hearts with the gift of Your Spirit so that we may be renewed in Your Great Spirit. Almighty God, fill and surround the soul of Maris with Love.
Caller of North [Anna]:
We look to the NORTH, the place from where the cold, harsh winds of winter come. This is the direction of hard times and painful moments that test us. Look down upon us from the North, Creator, and help us to walk in a sacred manner even when times are hard. Give us the spirit of courage to stand up to the pains of life while we hope in the resurrection. Almighty God, fill and surround the soul of Maris with Protection.
Caller of Sky [Kiel]:
We look to the SKY, the home of the eagle. This is the place of clear vision that helps us to see far and understand the meaning of things. Look upon us from the sky-world, Creator, and teach us to rise above those weaknesses that keep us from the good path of life. Renew your Spirit in us. Almighty God, may Maris be a shining star in the Heavens; may he be embraced by our ancestors and the angels.
Caller of Earth [Anna or Demetria]:
We bend down to touch the EARTH, the place from which we come, our Mother who gives us everything we need to survive. Look upon us from all the living things of the earth, Creator, and teach us to remember the great lesson that we are related. Give us the gift of strength to walk gently in harmony with all of life. Almighty God, may Maris carry with him all the good and happy memories of his life on this Earth.
Priest/ess [Joan]:
GREAT SPIRIT, of all directions, we thank You for giving us Your own Spirit to transform our hearts. Unite us with all the nations of the world so that together we may create a new world guided by Your Spirit. Almighty God, may we all be reunited with Maris one day in a world of peace. within that timeless unity that is the heart of God.
Navajo Prayer For Healing
[Participants please repeat, “May he walk in beauty”,
after leader reads each line]
In the house made of dawn.
In the story made of dawn.
On the trail of dawn.
O God, it is begun in beauty.
His feet, my feet, restore.
His limbs, my limbs, restore.
His body, my body, restore.
His mind, my mind, restore.
His voice, my voice, restore.
His heart, my heart, restore.
We walk with beauty before us.
We walk with beauty behind us.
We walk with beauty above us.
We walk with beauty below us.
We walk with beauty around us.
We walk with beautiful voices.
In beauty we walk all day.
In beauty we walk through returning seasons.
In the house of evening light.
From the story made of evening light.
On the trail of evening light
O God, it is finished in beauty.
Prayers For Difficult Times
Please pray for Maris:
For The Many Who Have Died
The Good Shepherd lead them
Where they are transformed
That they may breathe
The air of eternal Being.
Where they work as soul
For worlds to come
The grace of the Spirit
Unite us with them.
adapted from Adam Bittleston
*Adam Bittleston, Meditative Prayers for Today, Floris Books
and please pray for us who are left behind:
Short Intercession
(for those who mourn)
May the Good Shepherd lead us
Into peace of heart
Into hopeful thinking,
Into patient strength of will;
Health of body,
Harmony of soul,
Clarity of spirit,
Now, and in the time to come.
Adam Bittleston
Immortality
I like their Thoughts On Life and Death.
Rudolf Steiner inspired the founding of The Christian Community.
The Sea of Grief
Sometimes the waves are continuous and gentle, and they are just part of me but not really noticeable. Other times they are large and powerful and very insistent. But they are always there.
I notice that if I am distracted by mundane things, and not aware of the grief for a while, it is almost as if the grief had been dammed up for a period of time; because when I become aware of it again, it comes at me in a really big wave, all at once.
For this reason, I need to find ways of letting grief pour through me continually. Because the little waves are easier to deal with than the big ones.
The Latin word "maris" means "of the sea."
Everything reminds me of Maris.