Day 6


and he was turned to ashes, but 
       "Unable are the loved to die. For love is immortality." Emily Dickinson



(for the time they told me it took i played cello - O Holy Night, He Shall Feed His Flock, Ave Maria, Panis Angelicus, The Palms, and Sheep May Safely Graze - not beautifully but he was used to that - i actually feel a little bit easier with this transition)


(and you all can stop anytime reading and responding - i just have to get this out day by day - i have no words for how kind people from all the paths we have walked separately and together have been to me - humbling to say the least - and if people really are aware after they are out of their earth body, well he is so relieved for the one he left behind - you of course one of those so kind groups of humans)