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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Thursday, February 8, 2007

Veronika

I met Bruce at Origin in July 2003. It was my first Intensive and he was the seasoned veteran who took me under his wing. Bruce had a PRESENCE. His soul literally radiated from his body. He was magnetic because his intensity was non-threatening.

For nearly a year after the Intensive, we talked on the phone for hours at a time most days. He selflessly coached me in overcoming attachments to the mundane. Can you imagine the patience??? Bruce loved the pursuit of BEING. I understand how the sad moments of his life nudged him relentlessly toward a spiritual path. And he came back – for the rest of us – to help us join him on that path.

I write this as I think back to the plane ride after the Intensive… with a crimson and throbbing face that elicited worried inquires from the flight attendants… I had taken my first mega dose of Niacin, just like Bruce…

Now I want to cry for you, Bruce, but you are not really gone. Your presence in my life is permanent because knowing you correlated to my most meaningful transformation. I will never forget you, Bruce Noble. You lived a purposeful life!

Love,
Veronika
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