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Christine and Stuart

I have lost too many good friends over this past year in a very sudden, unexpected way. I grieve each of them. This  is a repeat of the words of honor I had nearly a year ago for my friend, companion writer and photographer, Christine Whitelaw. We had each dreamed and opened to the possibility of my visiting her in Australia one day. Instead, I have had to make do with walks on the beach with her through her pristine photography.

I love you Christine and I hold your husband Stuart and your sons in my heart as the anniversary of your “old life left behind and your new life begun” wherever you are.

The Subject Tonight Is Love
August 1, 2014 by napkinwriter

Photography by Christine Whitelaw (c)

I was introduced to the poems of Hafiz by my writing companion/mentor/friend, Janet Conner in Writing Down your Soul, in her books and e courses and her on-fire essence of purpose and intention in your personal life. http://www.janetconner.com
Christine, too, quoted Hafiz on occasion and the poem she selected below gives us a glimpse of her acceptance of the “impermanence of the body”.
She posted these words on March 20, 2014 by dadirri7 — Christine completed her travels of this mysterious existence quite abruptly on July 2, 2014.
She wrote:
“More on life and death from Hafiz: do you like the idea of being simply “a midair flight of golden wine”?
Deepening the Wonder by Hafiz

Death is a favor to us,
But our scales have lost their balance.
The impermanence of the body
Should give us great clarity,
Deepening the wonder in our senses and eyes
Of this mysterious existence we share
And are surely just traveling through.
If I were in the Tavern tonight,
Hafiz would call for drinks
And as the Master poured, I would be reminded
That all I know of life and myself is that
We are just a midair flight of golden wine
Between His Pitcher and His Cup.
If I were in the Tavern tonight,
I would buy freely for everyone in this world
Because our marriage with the Cruel Beauty
Of time and space cannot endure very long.
Death is a favor to us,
But our minds have lost their balance.
The miraculous existence and impermanence of Form
Always makes the illuminated ones
Laugh and Sing.
(from The Subject Tonight Is Love, poems of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky)
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My last words on Napkinwriter from Christine were posted on June 28, 2014, five days before she passed in response to my post on our 3 day family vacation on Mackinac Island in early June.
http://www.napkinwriter.wordpress.com/
Just for the Family Record, June 28, 2014 archives
dadirri7
“what a fabulous holiday Sue, I loved the butterfly house, and the pic of you three in rain gear … truly such fun and love to remember!”

Christine's LotusPhotography by Christine Whitelaw

Christine and I entered into our friendship through words…blogging…..and our hearts met across time and space, she in Australia, I in Michigan.
Through the permanence of words, we now transcend the impermanence of the body.
I remember the fun and love of our friendship.

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photo by Christine Whitelaw

https://dadirridreaming.wordpress.com/2012/06/24/blue-water-patterns

This is too pretty not to share:

Blue Water Patterns

Posted on June 24, 2012

Today feels like the beginning of life returning after a few challenges …. the stitches are out of my mouth, the sun is shining, the sea is fabulously blue.

Sunlight shone in the waves, colours dancing as the water lifted, rolled and fell,

a myriad shades of blue and green shifting in three dimensions

http://dadirridreaming.files.wordpress.com/2012/06/img_5750.jpg

tumbling and splashing onto the shore, droplets like diamonds ricocheting from the frothy edge

and finally just a lacey rippling lattice of sunshine receding gently.

About dadirri7

Christine  Whitelaw , of Australia, is having fun with her new camera, a Canon Powershot SX40 HS; spends far too much time blogging, and otherwise teaches yoga, practices craniosacral therapy, plays with two year grandchild, grows waterlilies and walks on the beach.

….and aren’t we lucky that she shares these passions and talents with us. Yes we are.

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