A Message to Dan

A Message to Dan

A Poem by The Blood Poet
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My dear friend Dan passed away of leukemia.

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I received an email at work, just after lunch and it read…

 

 

 

From: Tanya Northcott
Subject: Dan

Received: Saturday, June 20, 2009, 1:06 PM

 

 

 

Our beautiful Dan left on another great adventure this morning at 7:45 am.  

 

His sister, Erin, and I were with him at home when he died and it was peaceful and beautiful.  His face is serene, like he knows something special.  It is so hard to let him go…..but something we have always had to do with Dan.

 

To the very end, Dan never gave up the will to live…and his message to us is never to forget the miracle that we get to live this life at all.

 

Dan wanted to be buried simply in a shroud in the earth with nature all around him and only a stone with his circle symbol that we all know so well to mark the spot.

 

This (a green funeral) will be done on Tuesday or Wednesday of this week at the Royal Oak Burial Park in Victoria…we will let you know….anyone is welcome to join us.  

 

Sometime in the future we will all gather as his ‘earth family’ to celebrate Dan’s unique life and how it has touched us all.

 

Your love and prayers have sustained us…and we ask for them now to guide Dan to serenity and peace.

 

Love…..Tanya



Dear Dan,

You will have to look after Erin and Tanya now.

You will have to look after your family and friends

that miss you so.

You will have to be the strong one.

The one that whispers comfort

in the warm breeze.

 

Your work has now begun.

 

To comfort the souls of those that love you.

To assure them that all will be alright.

And when its darkest at night

it will be your light that guides and protects them.

 

Tell me Dan about strength and healing.

Tell me about true power.

Tell me all those things.

 

And take your mother into your arms

And take your sister into your arms

tell them

tell them

all those secrets

all those memories

all that love

 

Tell them that it’s alright now.

That you have a plan.

That the body knew when to let go.

That the soul knows when to stay.

But this,

a meager comfort to those that love you.

 

Tell me Dan about healing.

Talk to me about miracles.

Talk to me about blinding grief

Tell me about true endurance

and the ancient truth of death.

 

Tell me all of those things

Tell me all of those things

 

We’re afraid too.

We’re afraid too.

Tell us how to make that journey

with grace

with peace

with power

 

and when the time comes

and when the time comes

and the bell ringer - the soul

strikes our last hour.

 

may you and all the ancestors

witness

our small souls

flower

 

June 20, 2009 

© 2016 The Blood Poet


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Presence, The patience to love Dan and the strength to lean on him now, a gift . Thank you for sharing.

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10 Years Ago

Thanks for the review. Nice to meet you.

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