Lady Victoria Eclectic Pagan's blog: "Dedicated To Those Lost..."

Some walk through this world heavy and sad
Few possessed the magick Andrea Rose had.
Most people focused on what brought them strife
Until Andrea Rose brought rainbows of joy to their life

Very Ancient was this child’s precious dear soul
For she knew how to make a broken heart whole
She brought to us all the balance of wisdom and play
As she introduced wholistic wellness into everyone’s day

We had her but for only a few short years
She taught us how to love and let go of fears
But now she can dance in the Angelic faeries lights
Bringing back their magick to illuminate others dark nights

Her spirit continues the work she set out to do
For she was one of very the Chosen few
Now we release her to fly with the faery/angels above
Being eternally grateful for Andrea Rose’s Legacy of Love

Treasured Friend

I lost a treasured friend today

The little dog who used to lay

Her gentle head upon my knee

And shared her silent thoughts with me.


She’ll come no longer to my call

Retrieve no more her favourite ball

A voice far greater than my own

Has called her to his golden throne.


Although my eyes are filled with tears

I thank him for the happy years

He let her spend down here with me

And for her love and loyalty.


When it is time for me to go

And join her there, this much I know

I shall not fear the transient dark

For she will greet me with a bark.

December 7, 1996 - January 7, 2010

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... 

 

She is Gone

You can shed tears that she is gone
Or you can smile because she has lived
You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back
Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her
Or you can be full of the love that you shared
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday
You can remember her and only that she is gone
Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what she would want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

You were born of me! You are my child and at death you shall return to me. Fear not of death, dear one, for within its realm I shall bring you new life! Just as the corn lives again, so shall it be with you! For all that falls shall rise again, and that which dies shall be blessed with the gift of rebirth, the gift of My love!
Kalioppe

 

A dear friend of mine informed me that her and her husband who is recently back from Iraq just lost their expected child after just 12 weeks and I have been consoling her with something I have kept after my own losses in the past. It is a sad day that another new beginning has already come to an end but I hope this helps others who have suffered as such... In this time of loss I call upon my spirit within to guide me to my strength so that I may find peace and completion. I will use this strength to demand of myself and others my need to grieve completely, for this will be my first step to healing. During my time of grief I will seek guidance not only from my inner spirit but from loving persons who may offer wisdom and comfort. I need to understand that the soul as well as the physical body needs healing and to pay attention to this. I will learn to accept that the soul may never heal completely. I will learn to live not in fear and once again see beauty in my world and purpose in my existence. In spite of my new knowledge that things happen that cannot be controlled, I must call upon the places within me that tell me I do have control over much of my life and use this control to aid my healing. Let me recognize the gift in my ability to conceive and carry life however briefly. Let me take joy in my ability to love so deeply and desire to nurture a soul unbeknownst to me. Let me find healing in the belief that this soul knew my love for it and that that love helped it to pass to another place. Let me honor this short life not only with my love but in finding meaning in its existence. Let me recognize this meaning in not only my ability to survive, but in my fullest appreciation of all the moments motherhood will bring me, along with my deeper compassion and sisterhood to other women who've experienced loss. Let a part of this soul be reflected in the spirit of my future children, born or adopted, so that I may know it through them. I will listen to and trust the place in my deepest heart that tells me I will once again be reunited with this soul and will fulfill the need to hold it in my arms. I will help myself to feel comfort in the knowledge that there is a star in the sky that belongs to me.

Materials: Juniper Bay Yew Alyssum Parsley Basil Rose Rosemary Cast your circle using rose petals and rosemary sprigs to define it. Say Before the altar: "The wheel of life turns, The cycle of rebirth continues. Those beyond life, You are remembered today. Gifts of love and hope, Are offered whole heartedly, To those we remember To those we do not, To all of those we have lost. Dark Lady and Dark Lord, In your gentle embrace, Our dead you have taken. All thread of life are cut, All threads are woven anew. May the wheel turn, And begin the cycle again. We give freely Juniper for love Yew for rebirth Bay for strength Parsley for cleansing Alyssum for happiness Basil for peace. May our blessings be received. You are remembered." This ritual can be done when a loved one passes. It celebrates rebirth and passing from one phase of life to the next.

THE BROKEN CHAIN We little knew that morning that God was going to call your name, In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone, For part of us went with you, the day God called you home. You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide, And though we cannot see you, you are always at our side. Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same, But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.

Light a Candle Light a candle for those we mourn. Into a new life they will be born. Do not look for them at the gravesite. They are somewhere else radiating their beautiful light. They have gone to a new world where there is no darkness, no pain. Their light and essence will always remain. Light a candle for those who have left this mortal place. They are free to travel through time and space. When we think of them, they are near. When we sit in a beautiful garden. Their voices we hear. When we listen to a divine symphony, We close our eyes, their faces we see. Light a candle for they have not really gone. With each flickering flame, in your hearts they will always belong.

He was very old. His body didn't work right anymore, and he was always tired. One night as he slept, a soft white light filled his room. He awoke and saw the most beautiful Lady he had ever seen standing at the foot of his bed. "Who are you?" he asked. "Death," she answered quietly. "Death? I never thought Death would be so beautiful! I've always pictured you as some kind of monster." The Lady smiled. "You fear Death only because you do not remember it. Just as you fear Life, because you do not remember it. Come walk with me, and be at peace." He got out of bed and walked over to her. She took his hand, and he looked back at the bed. His body was lying there. It wasn't moving. "It's quite a shock, isn't it?" she said. "Am I ... dead?" "Completely. Come with me." They walked out of the house, hand in hand, and he noticed that their steps were falling on air, with nothing beneath them but the night. "Where are we?" he asked. "You'll see in a moment. Just be patient." "Am I going to hell?" he asked. She stopped and looked him in the eye. "There is no hell. You have lived as all humans do, loving, hating, being loved and being hated. You did the best you could with the Light you had to see by. You have learned much, and earned much." Her voice was low, but filled with a vibrancy that touched his very soul. They walked on, and then turned a corner (or something very much like a corner), and he saw where they were, and heard the laughter. "Is this heaven?" he asked. "It's so beautiful!" "This is Summerland. Here you will rest awhile, and play, and perhaps meet old playmates again and discuss your Game ... and ways to improve it. It is time for you to remember all your lives." She reached up and softly touched him on the forehead. "Now ... remember." And he did.