Honouring my Beloved…

If you wish to synchronise – Chicchan’s ashes will be buried at 3.30pm NSW time on Sunday 18th, September.

You may play this video onscreen immediately prior to your meditation, select 720 in Settings for the best quality picture.

Chicchan made this video shortly before her death to be played at her life celebration.

After Watching Chicchan’s video…

Take breath and be still. Remember how Chicchan has touched your life.

Take moment to open your crown breathe in light, take it down to your heart and breathe out the love you have for Chicchan from your heart centre, let it surround you.

Across Time and Space, throughout all realities and in all dimensions, I call on the beings who love us unconditionally. I call on all our higher selves, and our unconditionally loving ancestors, guides, Teachers and Masters – please join us now as we honour Chicchan’s life on this plane.

I call on Chicchan’s I AM presence, Please Be Here Now. 

I call her Soul Family, Quan Yin, St Germain and Mother Mary who all love her unconditionally. I ask that they bear witness to the love, gratitude and the high esteem in which we hold Chicchan, for her contribution to humanity, this planet and our lives on this plane. 

Take a deep slow breath in – and feel into her presence in your life, recall your special times together. Breathing out – project your gratitude, across time and space to the centre of the circle in Mullumbimby, where her earthly remains will reside.

We thank you Chicchan for the Unconditional Love, Light and joy that you brought into our lives.

You may say out loud… “Thank you Chicchan for your…”

And as Chicchan’s ashes are retuned to the earth in the valley that she loved so dearly. We invite Gaia to become one with her remains.

Raym, tipping ashes into ground “And so it is”.

And so now, we release your spirit from this earthly plane, to merge fully with All There Is. As you return to The Source of all Light the Source of all Love. We release you into Oneness with love and gratitude.

As Raym buries her ashes a single and then group of doves are released.

OM x 3 rolling OMS

Poem to be read out loud…

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep 

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
I am the sweeping surf, the infinite ocean.
Moody, playful, forever in motion.
I am the stillness of a deep, clear pool,
A watery oneness, that mirrors the moon,
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

By Clare Harrner with additional lines by Raym