The best we can do to honor those who depart this dimension is to inculcate their life force into ours. To consciously absorb them, to grant them longevity through one's self.

Two independent rain drops on a window pane … bloop! Now ONE … molecular cohesion. In this way, they live on. Not theoretically or poetically, but in truth. Truth on truth’s terms.

I ask one additional thing of you, Pamela Day. Do not let this event scar your tender heart: you were in exactly the right place at the right time. Take it to be a karmic happening: hers and yours.

love, ned