Writing Prompt: from my niece Danielle (see below)
He reminded me of a tree
tall, strong, and beautiful
breathing in the wounds of the world
breathing out pure sweet blessings
His long arms reached to the heavens
His gardening feet reached deep into the earth
His roots drinking unseen waters
knowing unknown things
Tending connections with integrity
Longing for laughter
Soaring in the heavens
at one with the falcons, waving to aunties and uncles and ancestors
who had gone before
and sat awaiting his arrival through the veil
for a bit, he holds us in our dreams, our journeys with the drum
before settling in, to be, one with...
we remember you when we breath
we breathe with you as a beautiful tree
breathing in we kiss the wounds of your loss
breathing out we give thanks for your everything
breath daddy, breath
breath in our daddy circle
huddled together in the ring
of the ancient groves
the oaks, the redwoods, the beech, and the butterflies
when we breathe with trees
we will remember you
when we root ourselves into the earth
we will remember you
when we tend the fruits and the vegetables, in our internal gardens, and our external gardens
we will remember you
we welcome your wisdom
we welcome your support
we welcome your support
within our dreams
in our work
in our play
in our creative endeavors
and in the integrity of our life purposes
be free family
eat this grief in little nibbles
and let this mighty spring
bring us closer together
as an ʻohana
dialed in to aloha
prompt: Jose liked all fruits and veggies….I think any tree would make him happy
He did like trees a lot…
He reminded me of a tree….tall, strong, beautiful, taking in the negative and breathing out purity, deeply rooted, and highly longing