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In the morning of January 18, 2008,
the Great Eagle swooped down and carried my Mother
to her resting place among the stars and the Creator.
May she rest in love and peace forever. Aho!

[Mom left this for me on her desk:]

native american,american indian flute music,wisdom,culture,sacred,american indian customs I DO NOT DIE

DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP,
I DO NOT SLEEP.
I AM IN A THOUSAND WINDS THAT BLOW,
I AM THE SOFTLY FALLING SNOW.
I AM THE GENTLE SHOWERS OF RAIN.
I AM THE FIELDS OF RIPENING GRAIN.

I AM IN THE MORNING HUSH,
I AM IN THE GRACEFUL RUSH
OF BIRDS IN CIRCLING FLIGHT,
I AM THE STARSHINE OF THE NIGHT.
I AM IN THE FLOWERS THAT BLOOM,
I AM THE QUIET IN A ROOM.

I AM THE BIRDS THAT SING,
I AM IN EACH LOVELY THING.

DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND CRY,
I AM NOT THERE,
I DO NOT DIE . . .

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native american,american indian flute music,wisdom,culture,sacred,american indian customs TO THOSE I LOVE AND THOSE WHO LOVE ME:

When I am gone, release me, let me go.
I have so many things to see and do.
You must not tie yourself to me with tears,
be thankful for our many beautiful years.

I gave you love you can only guess,
how much you gave to me in happiness.
I thank you for the love each of you has shown . . .
but now it's time I travel alone.

So grieve as while for me, if grieve you must.
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It's only for a time that we must part,
so bless the memories within your heart.

I won't be far away, for life goes on,
so if you need me, call and I will come.

Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near
and if you listen with your heart, you'll hear,
all of my love around you, soft and clear.

And then, when you must come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile, and say,
"Welcome Home!"

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Our Mothers show us how
to love,
to see beauty in all things,
to make our place
in the world . . .
and to blossom forth in it.

Mothers will forever
live in our hearts,
in our memories,
in the comfort of
their silent and
gentle presence
that surrounds us.

native american,american indian flute music,wisdom,culture,sacred,american indian customs CHOICES

Mom, I can shed tears that you're gone,
or smile because you have lived.
I can close my eyes and pray
that you'll come back, or
open my eyes and see all that you've left me.
My heart can be empty
because I can't see you,
or I can be full of the love
we've shared.

I can live in the past and cry
because you are gone,
or I can do what you would want . . .
smile when I think of you,
remember you in my prayers,
live my life,
and go on.

Your son loves you and misses you, Mom!

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WAITING FOR HIS MASTER . . .
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The saddest thing in all the world
and I do not exaggerate,
is a pet waiting, patient and forlorn
beside his master's gate.

His master's gone for long, long while
he thinks perhaps for business, or work, or fun.
But the dog will wait for whatever time
even 'til the day is done.

He asks not why his master has gone
on this, his love does not depend.
He wags his tail to greet his friend,
for whom his love does not end.

All he asks is a pat on the head
and to be near his master, whenever he can.
And he'll do his best to love and defend
his master and home...
He was this woman's best friend.

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May 4, 2008. A sacred pipe ceremony was held on top of Mt. Scott,
in the Wichita Mountain Wild Life Refuge in honor and respect
for Mom and all Mothers of the world living and non-living.

native american,american indian flute music,wisdom,culture,sacred,american indian customs IF I KNEW~

If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly and
pray for the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
to see you walk out the door,
I would give you a big hug and kiss
and call you back for more.

If I knew it would be the last time
you lifted up to God in praise,
I would remember your every prayerful word,
to help remind me day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
to stop and say, “I love you!”
I’d spare that extra little minute
and not assume you’d KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I’d be there to share your day.
And knowing it were to be your last,
I wouldn’t let today slip away.

We think there's always going to be tomorrow
to make up for our oversight,
and take for granted a second chance we’ll get
to make up for everything to be right.

So, we go on believing there’ll always be
another day to say, "I love you"
And surely there'll be another chance to say,
“Neighbor, anything I can do?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I’ll say now how much I love you now
and hope to never forget.

For tomorrow’s not promised to anyone,
neither young nor old alike;
And today may be the last you get
to hold your loved ones tight.

So, if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why put off what you can do today?
For if tomorrow for them never comes,
you'll surely regret the day.

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, kind word or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what was to be a one last wish.

Hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper gently in their ears—
Tell’em how much you really love them
and they’ll have you with them near.

So, take time out to say "I'm sorry,"
“Thank you!” "Please forgive me," or "Are you okay?"
‘Cause if you knew tomorrow won’t come,
you'll have no regrets today.

J.C. High Eagle's Personal Message . . .

"One moment we are filled with life,
the next moment we are not,
and we know not when or where.
So we strive to live to make our mark
in the annuals of time.

For whatever difference we have made,
let us not judge the difference;
but only acknowledge that we have
surely lived."

[NOTE: If you have suffered, or are still suffering over the loss of a loved one,
please join me in comforting you with my personal message on the
true value and purpose of death.
Just follow the link below,
and may it put your mind and spirit to rest
and be at peace!
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