THE WOMAN I SPENT HALF A LIFTIME WITH PASSED AWAY ON THE 13TH OF MAY. WE HAVE HAD THE MEMORIAL LAST SUNDAY AND AS BEAUTIFUL AS IT WAS. WE ARE PLANNING A CELEBRATION OF LIFE IN HER HONOR. SHE WANTED EVERYONE TO HAVE A CHANCE TO SPEAK AND A POTLUCK SO WE ARE PLANNING TO HAVE IT THE 15 OF THIS MONTH DOWN BY THE POND. I AM ASKING EVERYONE TO BRING WIND CHIMES WHICH I WILL HANG IN THE TREES ALL AROUND THE POND. IT WILL BE A PLACE OF REMEBERCE AND A PLACE TO GO FOR COMFORT. WE SPENT MANY STARLIT NIGHTS AND SUNNY DAYS AT THAT POND. SHE LOVED IT THERE. AND AS WEIRD AS THIS SOUNDS THE ONLY THING IVE WRITEN ABOUT WHAT IM GOING THROUGH IS A SONG IN HER HONOR SORRY WONT LET ME POST IT HERE. ANYWAYS THE WINDCHIMES ARE A BIG PART OF THE CEREMONY AND EVERYONES BRINGING ONE TO HANG UP THEN AFTER THEY SPEAK ABOUT HER THEYLL RING THEM AND THEN THEY CAN TAKE THE ONES THEY BROUGHT HOME IF THEY WANT..SO I NEED TO START OFF THE CEREMONY WITH A POEM ABOUT THE SPIRITUALLTY THAT A WINDCHIME CAN MEEN I LOVE HER WITH EVERYTHING. AND WANT THIS TO BE SPECIAL CAN YOU GUYS HELP I PROMISE TO GIVE YOU CREDIT AND PLUG OUR SITE IF ITS OK IT JUST HURTS TO MUCH TO WRITE ABOUT IT NOW THANK YOU BRAKE
That's something I bet we can do. Sorry to hear about your beloved one.
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If the below poem suits your needs, please feel free to read it during your memorial. Also, please do not hesitate to change it to make it more personal for you and your loved ones. There is no need to give credit to me or mention Thoughts. These words are a gift for you to use in the way that means the most to you and yours. You can use any part, change any of the words, or even decide not to use it. My greatest and sincerest condolences for your loss.
There is Heaven Within the Wind
There is direction in the wind
and energy in each chime,
the clarity of sound resonates
into vibrations of those who watch over us,
those whose lives continue
in another world, on another plane.
There are spirits among us,
the transitions of life emerge in its current.
If I had the choice of a place to call my own,
I too, hope to someday make my home
within the wind.
There is Heaven in the wind
and its splendor overwhelms,
so perfect in the Springtime
when breezes feed all that is green
amongst our memories and our souls
as if to see out, to surround us in warmth,
to be comforted and protected.
All this exists in the softness
of the chime’s tones that sail
within the wind.
There is direction in the wind,
since mortality exists
and during our lives
we witness this mortality.
We witness struggle and strength.
We witness pain and perseverance.
We learn, grow, experience
and with an open heart
we witness what will remind us
and make us most human.
There is Heaven in the wind.
There is beauty beyond our senses.
There is glory on earth to behold.
There are those who make their mark,
whose purity and spirituality
influence all who bare witness
to their humanity, their mortality,
their greatness in the resounding ring
of the chimes as they whisper
from within the wind.
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Also, found this info while researching... some nice stuff in here as well:
I wanted to help but can never find appropriate words for such occasions,. This is beautiful.
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Robert, my humble condolences for the loss of your loved one. It seems one of Thoughts finest has risen to the occasion and had written a beautiful eulogistic poem per your request.
Stunningly beautiful poem @tlhopkinson. This was obviously written with a heart full of spiritual reckoning. I can't think of a more fitting and perfectly articulated gathering of words for such a request.
Thank You so much TLHOPKINSON the celebration of life went well not just how I had it pictured in my mind but that was jean ann. when it came time to read the poem we had everyones chimes hung up behind me started reading the poem and the wind started whipping twirling leaves blowing the chimes the trees even seemed to join in . it was amazing ihad to stop to make sure my son was filming it the poem was perfect everyone wants a copy of it even jean ann loved it it was a very spiritual moment ill never forget some time after all this pain and loss finds me in the mood to share I have so many things to tell about this to you all the things happening are amazing but im still scared of going on without her and it hurts
I am very honored to have contributed to the ceremony and thank you for sharing your experience with us here on Thoughts. Words have a way of finding the path to where they are needed most. Opportunities such as this don't arise that often and I am grateful to have been a small part.
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