In the few days since the passing of my sister, I have realized once again, the Old Hawaiian Wisdom works best …to just bless her name ‘out loud’ whenever she crosses my mind. It really helps diffuse the sadness and ease-in the earthly-third-world acceptance (that must, on this departed, separate physical plane, BE).
Some people leave quietly from your life, then there are the “powerful forces” that leave a void …rather like lightning on the far horizon, and that silence-void …just before the clap of thunder. And so the latter is, with the Barbara Hill we knew as “Big Sista”. Not just her incredible work as an intensive care, critical-ward nurse, but her natural dynamics as a powerful personality (you astrology buffs would attribute it to Leo with an Aquarian “Queen’s” Life Path).
Today’s chuckle of a memory out of that far horizon, was her little story in the early 90’s of meeting a man at a Beverly Hills cocktail party. All she imparted about him was his goofy, boy-ish, kind of clingy attitude (Barbara “drew people in need of strength and healing to her like a magnet). All she said further about him was, “he was obviously in his seventies or eighties, and had led a very hard life”. “Very interesting to talk to, though.” And, “oh yes, he said his name was Dr. Timothy Leary”.
Last day of Libra, Scorpio
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