It’s All Maya!

If Life is an illusion, then why do I keep banging my head against the wall?

Si la Vie est une illusion, pourquoi je n'arrête pas de me taper la tête sur les murs?

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A Friend’s Passing

July 9th, 2008 · 6 Comments

My friend Deborah (in white) with my Mom, my brother Bob, and I during better times. 

A dear friend of mine passed away and I find it hard to believe that she’s been gone a full year.  There are moments, especially when I’m driving, that I think, can she truly be gone?  Or I’ll talk to her in my mind and it’s almost as if I can hear her voice and I know just what she would say if she was sitting there right next to me.

I didn’t get a chance to see her before she died.   I was in Mexico for a wedding at the time; she had been in Paris with her daughter and her grand-daughter only weeks before.  Who would have thought that I would only get to attend her funeral.  I know I didn’t. 

I wrote a poem that I read at her service and I like to think that she is “home” resting, and having a wonderful time before she takes the journey once again back to this schoolroom we call Earth.
 

DEATH

Why am I so afraid to die,
afraid to be free?
How did I forget?
That this was just a trip,
like a voyage upon the sea.

My Time here is over,
I should be happy to go home.
Everyone there is waiting,
I will not be alone.

I did what I had to do.
It was hard, but I did learn.
Now I can rest,
and someone else
will take their turn.

So I breathe my last breath,
and I close my eyes….
Only to open them again
on the other side.

Now I remember!
Now I can see!
I am home; I am free!
And I am once again me!

(All rights reserved © 2006)

Maya Muses: For once, there’s not much more I can add except that I miss you my friend.

Photo Credit:  Personal Photo

Tags: Katawoo · New Age · Uncategorized

6 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Mia // Jul 10, 2008 at 5:09 pm

    A beautiful poem,Lynn!
    I know the feeling,I know what you mean..

    I have been there and came back…
    I will never be afraid of death again..
    The thing is to live life to the fullest…

    I carry my friends in my heart,wherever they are…
    In this life, or somewhere where I can’t follow…
    Until I make the same journey myself…

    Mia

  • 2 Lynn // Jul 10, 2008 at 8:36 pm

    Mia, are you saying what I think you’re saying(!)…. that you’ve had a near-death experience!? If it’s true, I would love to hear about it, (that is if it’s not too personal and you’d rather not talk about it.)

    By the way, thanks for the compliment about my poem!

  • 3 Mia // Jul 11, 2008 at 5:44 pm

    Yes,Lynn,I had this many years ago….

    When we meet I will tell you about it…

    I also have a friend who died on the operation table and came back,many years ago too,her life never became the same…

    We have as I have said before,a lot to talk about…

    Take care…
    Mia

  • 4 Lynn // Jul 11, 2008 at 7:04 pm

    I’m sure we do! ….. And looking forward to it!

  • 5 Patrick // Jul 11, 2008 at 8:31 pm

    lt’s hard to believe it’s already one year. I still miss her a lot. I am very happy she got the chance to show her daughter and grand-daughter Paris before her departure.
    Love

  • 6 Lynn // Jul 31, 2008 at 7:45 pm

    I think that’s what kept her going toward the end.

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