The Art of dying and ceremony As I lay flat on the Clay banks I was completely soothed by the earth Replenished by the earths electromagnetics Cleansed by the sage brush around Feeling more tuned in and clear, I walked towards the Okanagan Lake cemetery , with Peace in my Heart and strength . There gathered a broken village to celebrate and honor the life of my grandmother , Audrey May Berquist , who passed at the age of 88 through the portal way of the spring equinox. By the age of 22 This great mother had already had five children. Her life dedicated to the raising of them , and then their are many children. 7 children and 50 plus Grand and great grandchildren were held together by this matriarch. A determined strong Aries woman, her family was her life. She was the Child of Carl Berquist of Sweden and Emily Berquist of England . The special day was planned to give her a beautiful resting place next to my grandfather . Week before we had crafted a very large queen bee , and so honoured her in this position, and then passed it to my mother oldest of eight siblings to be the next rising matriarch Little did we know that we would be burying our auntie Cindy & Aunty Pat, alongside her. My auntie Cindy, left behind her five beautiful children who we were once very close with. My heart poured out with love for them for the unimaginable to lose a mother Cindy Ann Breen , with whom I share the same middle name, Had a hard life . She was in pain .. and I am at peace knowing she is in the arms of the angels. She love to write , to dance, and loved deeply I found out that she was deeply loved by her mother and father and they saw her for the good heart she was. Megan found this picture and it touched our hearts as a mother welcomed her daughter home I can only imagine them together in the next world now🙏🏽 We also buried the ashes of my sweet auntie Patsy
Who dedicated her life and service to others She worked as a nurse An angel in human form And everyone knew she loved bumblebees I was not able to make it to her dying bed years ago But I was visited By bumblebee for three days It has flown into my house with a broken wing so I sat with her through the passing on her final breaths Remembering the stories my Irish teacher shared about when a soul was ready to depart , the midwives would call on the invisible bees to help to carry that person on , thru the wings of these miracle workers … to the next world. Three days later the bumblebee I was sitting with passed away as did my auntie, years later I found out in some of her last breath she called out….bumblebees I am so grateful that I got the chance to speak and Share make it to this special ceremony as I missed her last service Side-by-side we stand, we must form these beautiful circles to honour the ones we love through appreciation and remembrance Thru song , weaving and dreaming, we welcome Holy Spirit in, to help us bring comfort to the grieving ones To bring angels of healing, and hope of the next world🙏🏽 |
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