The empty cedar chest.
My dad died 20 years ago of a sudden heart attack. My fathers death was difficult, he was only 61. It was like a storm blowing through uprooting everything. Then, as now with my mother, I tended the details. It was surreal. He died the morning of December 23rd. I lived on Kauai at the time and was at my parents house for Christmas. The memorial decisions had to be made that day because the funeral home was closing for Christmas. So it was only a few short hours between my dad being alive and me sitting in an office having to make the inane decision of what to put on the cover of his funeral cards.
For the last 2 years I have tended my mother’s life through her advancing Alzheimer’s. Since she transitioned while I was in India a month ago I have been going through and releasing the ‘things’ of her lifetime. My dad died 20 years ago (tomorrow) so this includes his things that my mom kept. And of course my life as it is woven with theirs. It is a powerful Journey of memory and discovery. Honoring. Witnessing. Integrating.
I have been away from this blog for a year. 4 seasons of a very difficult and at the same time a quite joyous year. More about this year in other posts but for now... Be Here Now. Today.
It is The Winter Solstice, the longest night in the northern hemisphere. Here at my hOMe in the Pacific Northwest the sunrise was at 7:56, it will set at 4:21. What opportunity does the darkness in the wheel of the year bring? Silence, stillness... The wisdom of uncertainty inherent to the night. Winter is the pause after the harvest and die back of Fall and before the new growth of Spring.