- ” But you must have a good time!” the woman said as we walked out of her little house by the dried lake, a home filled with her late husband’s pictures and souvenirs…
Thresholds. Oil RN
Jasi Macwana knew Japan like a pet rabbit, had friends from Greece, and Canada and Amsterdam. For the first few moments you would think she was making up a few things, but Jasi had not been a Navy bride for nothing. She had also not lost so much for nothing. (Her words).
I listened with all I had, to the pure joy of this woman. “No pictures please,” Jasi added firmly (name changed), but you must have a good time..”
Why the emphasis? Was my face sad? Did she see pity in my eyes? I had come in here with my uncle and aunt visiting our city; Jasi was their friend. She insisted we meet again, so I visited a week later not really knowing what to talk about, or ask. The nice thing was she did all the talking, though it hurt to watch her smile through still apparent grief.
There are somethings one will never know right away I guess. As I write this post, I know now, when things happened to Jasi : widowhood, loss of various kinds, she did the one thing human beings do when Life changes. She changed. She let go, with the Faith that she was not alone, that God was with her…
Yeah we know all these things, but to actually “DO” it, to activate the New things that will happen: shift of house and address, change of friends, acceptance of current status, memories re-visited with sweetness not bitter…
“How long did it take you Jasi? “I asked.
She was quiet. Her face filled with quiet tears, memories and somethings I have no names for. After what felt like 10 minutes, she softly said, “It takes a while. But you decide to have a good time, you must take care of yourself too. You are that friend you’ve got, this body is a temple of the Living God. You cannot abuse it by giving up, you must not steal its’ right to a beautiful Life..”
Then she gave me a small print red leather, slightly used Bible (I have many at home, I love the Bible, for me its Numero Uno Best Seller, but I accepted Jasi’s gift with a humility that was new. I am knocked out by her passion for life. Her thirst for peace with herself, and the world now given to her, her love for God who is to her, very very real;
as I write this, one sentence stands out, “You are the Temple of the Living God… ” (not a sentence you can get over in a hurry 🙂
Am stunned at our power to de-value / desecrate our-self,
and at how we could stall our own healing.
(Not in connect with what was just written here, but as I posted the above artwork, I found Daniel R’s comment and it stalled me > Daniel has passed on to the other world this year, and I salute the brave warm and wonderful man he will always be. Thank you Daniel Russell for this comment I somehow never replied to on FB> Forgive me, thank you, and a hug for being so inspiring, always…
Daniel Russell This is a very Unique Style of Art Work. Its all your own! I love it!
remembering people left behind, and how brave they are,