Bruce. I barely knew you and yet you remain one of the most precious to me in this life. We shared several Annual Intensives over 20 or so years, (I'm not so good at counting).
You....... Listening, encouraging, appreciating
Me.........Safe to explore, discover
You .......Holding the fort
Me.........Sharing.....all
You........Beaming.....present....Loving
Me.........Holding truth......Unwavering
You........Humble......admittedly not knowing
Me.........Right here..loving...unconditionally
You........Or... is it me?
Utterely Bruce....... Utterly Divine Me
I feel so sad!!!! Tears have a mind of thier own. Yes. I admit it, in a most human way I would have very much liked to have you around a little longer in our E.I family of friends (in the body). And I celebrate the (imagined) release for you from a body worn out. I know it is perfect that you have passed now. How? The last Love Intensive has instructed me so. Not because it is good. Not because it is bad. Not because I like it or because it makes some clever or grandiose sense to the mind. It is perfect because it Is. Love is like that. Love loves all. As it is, because there is no mind there to prevent Love from Being Love.
I acknowledge that each moment in life is an opportunity to be one with Truth. Some opportunities are more easily recognized than others. Your passing is one of those moments. Bruce, I hardly knew you.......and yet you remain one of the most precious to be a part of my life. Thank you Bruce for big bear hug you ........and for Divine You.
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
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