Welcome to all you knew Lynn....as you know..........
Lynn was the mother of 5 children who she was very proud of, each a unique individual and each deeply loved. She was a sister to 7 and shared many funny stories about growing up in a large family and how that shapes you as a human being. She was a registered nurse, spending over 30 years helping, caring for and impacting the lives of complete strangers.
My name is Terri
"The first ceremony after she crossed over was taking the clothes she died in and burning them. That's what the elders said to do. Those things were part of her transition and were not to remain.
Now it seemed that everything the old ones said to do at that time made some kind of sacred sense; every act seemed deliberate. Even crying had a purpose. "Cry for YOUR loss", they said. "Do not cry for her. She is spirit now. She is one with the Mystery."
One of the sisters took the nightgown out to the fire that the younger male relatives had started. Everyone else had gathered there, in the backyard of their home. They all stood on the earth, some apart and alone, some in groups. It felt to all of them like the world had stopped, in some way. The air did not stir. The birds did not sing. Only the Sun moved, marking the passing of time.
And the people moved about too, slowly and quietly, until they each found their place in the circle around the fire. Some of them wept; some stared sorrowfully at the flames.
One of her brothers held a plate of tobacco and offered some from person to person. They reached out and took a pinch to hold and pray with. Once more the words of the elders softly carried from ear to ear, from heart to heart, reminding the people that the mourning was for the loved ones who are left behind, for the loss that each person in that circle was feeling, and not for the woman who had made the Great Change. She is spirit now...she is spirit.
So they spoke words of gratitude and encouragement and reassurance. "Thank you, dear sister." they said. "Thank you, dear friend. Thank you for the goodness you brought into my life."
And as they squeezed the tobacco in their hands they said, "Be strong in spirit now, sister. You will be missed so much. But everything will be okay..."
Then one by one they placed their prayers with the tobacco into the fire with the burning clothes. While they did this, a man began beating a drum. The he and his wife, who was her dear friend, began singing an old song.
It felt right, the people in the circle thought, to leave this world with song. And the singing felt good to them too.
This singing took the emotions of the people and expressed them through the song. How powerful it all was! And it felt as though the spirit of the woman who had died was there watching everything. It felt as though her spirit could hear the singing and the prayers in the circle, and could see them singing in the fire and merging with her in the oneness of all things. The presence of her spirit made the people feel good. It comforted them. It consoled them...
We are The Wild Women. This group, of which Lynn is a founding member, came together 10 years ago.
Our group will have a hole in its heart where Lynn was.
My name is Jenny, I want to say that Lynn and I did crafts together and it was always really fun to be around her and observe the beautiful things she could create with her hands, regardless of the medium. She was a quiet but deep woman and her beautiful warm smile will be missed in our group.
We can’t know why, the Lily has so brief of a time to bloom
WE ARE LINING YOUR JOURNEY WITH LOVE....
MAY THIS CIRCLE BE OPENED, BUT NEVER BROKEN.