Thursday, August 27, 2015
My Uncle Bill was an amazingly kind man who was generous in so many ways. Although I have not had the chance to see him recently, his presence--greater than life--is always with me and near me.
I am so sad to hear of his passing. When I look deeply at all of the events and moments that brought me to grieve this tremendous loss of life and energy, I begin to see the fullness of my relationship with my uncle.
I remember the joy and laughter over amazing family meals finished with Doe's chess pie and peppermint ice cream, getting in trouble for being a naughty nephew and being looked at in 'that' way that needed no words, but clearly expressed my behaviour was unacceptable and the lessons about life that he taught by setting a near perfect example.
Often, there is a serendipitous relationship between joy and grief that exists, so this is a time I look deeply at the love and the joy that travels along side my pain. When I think of Uncle Bill, I see my whole family and all of our experiences and marvel at interconnectedness and complexity of life.
For me, the practice of gratitude helps remind me that life still has so much to offer. To enjoy simply being alive is the true gift of letting go, of healing. I am truly grateful for all Bill Parker stood for. He is the kind of man who set the standard high. Remembering him, his accomplishments and my family, I let go of my suffering and embrace happiness with all who knew him, and feel peace.
With loving kindness,
Chris
