Ward House

Funeral rites

John Everitt Millais, 1858 Tate Gallery, London

John Everitt Millais, 1858 Tate Gallery, London

Ronnie’s cousin lost her fight with cancer Saturday just after midnight.  I have many good memories of Gayle and will miss her.  Last night was the viewing and then later today the burial.  All this has made me realize that I want to be cremated at my passing – so many of the dead look like wax figures.  *shivers*  It also makes me question, where did open casket/viewings originate?  Wikipedia wasnt much help.  I realize that ones faith can dictate how the dead are handled.  Are open caskets so that the family can have closure?
I have always been fond of writings by Khalil Gibran and this one titled Death. . .

Then Almitra spoke, saying, “We would ask now of Death.”
And he said: You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

When my grandmother died two years ago at the wonderfangelul age of 99, I found this angel on a tombstone on the way in.  I have always loved cemeteries, do not ask me why.  The old stones and the silence have been a fascination.  The older cemeteries, with intricate stone work, are just amazing.  I have yet to visit cemeteries in Atlanta and Savanah and if I ever get to go to Savanah, would love to see the exhibit at the Telfair Museum of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evilthe Bird Girl.  I would like to have a replica of this statue in my garden; a want, not a need.  =)   There were only four statues cast from the original mold.
In other news, Ronnie was cleaning out the chimney in preparation for for wood cook stove and this is what we found – it is from the Charlotte Observer.  Take a look at those prices!  It would appear that this chimney was closed up in 1949.  We were not able to read much on the pieces we found, which was disappointing.   Oh, we did find 6 mummified bats. =(
Charlotte RecorderCharlotte Recorder

January 22, 2009 - Posted by | Uncategorized | , ,

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