There isn’t much time now and I must get ready to say goodbye. In the end everything turned out exactly as it was always meant to.
By chance I was able to see or reconnect with almost everyone that I intended to and please know that this brought me great peace.
There is a playlist in my music folder marked ‘funeral’ it has the songs that I most related to and is in my preferential order.
I want to be cremated with all but a handful of my ashes scattered across the back paddock at the farm (the one near the back neighbours place at the area just before the trees start) facing west on the spring evening of a red sunset. (not that I’m picky or anything).
For the last handful of my ashes, take me to the top of my magic mountain near where I grew up on a warm breezy day and stand overlooking the mountains. Feel the wind on your face as you lean forwards and hold your arms back until it feels like you are soaring high across the valley below. There you must let the last of my spirit fly one final time. This is a sacred place to me and was the place where I first learned of the destiny of my soul.
Despite the challenges along the way, I wouldn’t change a single thing. The way a story ends is not always an accurate summary of the chapters lived between.
Thank you, all of you for such an amazing ride. Nobody could hope for a more fulfilling life with their soulmate, a wonderful family, great friends and the opportunity to understand and achieve their destiny.
Take care, remember que sera sera, cest la vie. Let peace be forever in your hearts and I will see you on the flip side!