Prayers I offered at Barbara’s funeral.
We walk this earth until we don’t.
We tread this planet until we tread it no more, and our footsteps fade in the sand.
And today we remember Barbara’s journey, for she met each of us along the way.
What do you remember?
There are many shades to a life, a variety of colours. So we keep a short time of quiet to remember the colours you knew. How did you meet and who was Barbara to you?
Silence is kept
We walk this earth until we don’t.
We tread this planet until we tread it no more, and our footsteps fade in the sand.
And so we remember our own journey as we travel on without Barbara. She is gone but we remain.
So how shall we travel from this place – a place, a building, so precious to Barbara? How shall we travel from here – and with what intention?
Silence is kept
We walk this earth until we don’t.
We tread this planet until we tread it no more, and our footsteps fade in the sand.
And sometimes our sadness is for what we have lost; and sometimes, it’s for what might have been.
But Barbara is free now; free from the constraints of skin and bone and from the damaging damage done. Barbara is free as a bird.
And may we be too; may we be too.
Goodbye, Barbara, thank you, go free and goodbye.
