FOREVER AND A DAY...

Glamorous Aunty circa 1960

please note the elegant feathery sleeves

 

Remembering Aunty…

Today is the one year anniversary of the death of my beloved, precious, and cherished Aunty. Most of you know that Aunty inspired this blog (still does) and that she was truly the epitome of selfless humility, love and humor. She is missed dearly by all who knew her. I am glad to say that I have found ways (too many to mention here) to keep “in relationship” with her and to keep her extraordinary spirit even more alive than it already is, and was always destined to be. She smiles on me. She smiles on all who remember her.

Best Pals

 I will leave you with a few of her favorite words.

I love you

I forgive you

Thank you

Where’s my coffee?

Everything is wonderful.

 

In keeping with my promise to her I will continue to do great things in her name through God. I plan to write a book about her. Those who know Aunty assure me it will be a bonafide best-seller. I am developing a product infused with her inherent goodness. My ultimate dream is to start a Foundation to honor her life and legacy of selfless love. Like Aunty it will surely help many in need.

One of the loving rituals I have done every single night since Aunty passed (and even shortly before) is to light a candle in her honor. She continues to glow with goodness in death just as she has in life. She will be with me forever and a day. Like our love She is eternal. Her passing has not separated us. Miraculously we are as close as ever! As she wishes.

 

Aunty Helen ….Born March 7, 1924 and, surrounded by Angels she eased beautifully into infinity on November 18^th 2011 as I held her in my arms.

Aunty, as you assured me over and over, I say back to you…

“You are my heart.”

“Forever & ever and ever….Amen.”

shortly after Aunty's passing I found this heart embedded into the earth

in a place Aunty and I used to frequent!

 

The 13 GRANDMOTHERS...

      The Salt of the Earth

Dear Readers of Ageless… 

Grandmothers are wise…they know the answers,  they speak the truth… if we are smart we will listen. I had the distinct privilege of not only hearing the 13 Indigenous Grandmother’s speak, http://www.grandmotherscouncil.org/ but of driving some of them to their speaking engagement! They are prayerful, mindful, and wise. They know we must change how we humans are abusing this planet. And they desperately want a clean future for their grandchildren. Among them all they carry the state of the world on their shoulders. They know the future of this planet will not be a good one if we continue to abuse  Mother Earth. I  saw the pain in their eyes and the tears that followed.

 On a lighter note, while I had them in my car I played some of my favorite music, Van Morrison, for them. Bells Were Ringing Down at The Kingdom Hall blared out on the way to their gig. I rolled the windows down and let the breeze blow their braids. I showed them pictures of Aunty. They all agreed she looked like a movie star!  During our little road trip  I engaged them in a conversation about tea.  Grandma Mona said she enjoys ginger tea with lemon and honey. Another said she likes to make a  sage brew. Grandmother Beatrice makes her own spearmint tea.  I realized that I had prayer, and my love for music and song in common with these wonderful elders, not to mention a love for family. Family is what they care most about. Some of them even travel with their children/grandchildren. I really felt a connection and a bond.  One of them had a name that I would like to think I would have had if I had been born on a Native American reservation…Holy Dance. She would later tell the packed hall that she gets up every morning and in her bare feet goes out to greet the morning sun with her arms raised above her head and prays in gratitude! “I pray all the time,” she said. 

honored to stand with the Ageless Holy Dance

Take a moment and go to their site, maybe even send a donation. You have my word…they are worth it. The future of the earth is worth it.  The grandmothers say each one of us makes a difference. Grandmother’s speak the truth. They represent the past so eloquently. I pray that their message is heard and carried safely into the future. 

http://www.grandmotherscouncil.org/

http://www.forthenext7generations.com/trailer.php

Lela Washtae Che La Ke

Renee Faith