Memorial Gathering

On April 22, about 30 people gathered at Dawn's and Barry's house in Walnut Creek for the purpose of remembering Bruce Noble and celebrating the life that he lived. Some of us had not seen each other in many years, a few of us had never met. All of us had some connection to Bruce, and through him, to each other. The sun was shining, though rain had been predicted. We walked up to the amazing oak tree and settled ourselves in its long welcoming branches which provided seating at various levels. Poems were read--some from people unable to join the gathering--memories from over the years were shared, stories were told. I think Jeff Love pretty much summed it up when he stood, stretched his arms toward the sky and shouted out "We love you Bruce!" Osha had Bruce's ashes in a large container and those who wished to took a handful and scattered them around the magnificent tree or took some with them to scatter or bury elsewhere. We walked back down to the house to share the food, sitting in small groups indoors and outdoors to continue sharing both humorous and poignant remembrances of our contact with Bruce. Osha read aloud the Zen story of the 10 Bulls which Bruce had always loved. It was a sweet day.

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Saturday, February 10, 2007

Katya Betz

Remembering Bruce: Although I have been around intensives since the early seventies I didn’t meet Bruce until much later. My memory of Bruce is from an Annual EI that I took 3 years ago. It was my most difficult intensive. On the second day I lost God. The depth of despair was without limit. As I stumbled through that day I searched out participants to work with that might understand. At one point Bruce approached me to work. I hesitated for a moment because of his history as a free spirit in regards to the technique, but within his eyes were a deep understanding and I was attracted by his compassion. Bruce has a great capacity, a great gift, to listen and understand. He gave that gift to me during that dyad. Afterwards he did give me his commentary and the funny thing was that he was correct. He said, “ You are in No-Gods land.” We both laughed at the play on words, but his insight gave me a chance to see it was only a phase I was going through, albeit a yearlong phase. Bruce dying alone is nothing new. We all die alone, even if surrounded by friends. I do regret not knowing sooner that he had died, so I could have walked a bit with him in the halls of death. When I tuned in a few days ago, he was way off in the distance, ambling along. Go with God Bruce.
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