March 6th, 2010

Jeff's memorial

Jeff is the author of a how – to series: how to cheat at cleaning, how to cheat at organizing, how to cheat at home repair and how to cheat at gardening and yard work. At Jeff’s memorial service today I shared how one Sunday in April of 2009 I took Jeff to church and on the way he said “Patti I have started writing a  new book; I answered oh really – what is the title? He replied “How to Cheat at Dying”. I absorbed what he said for a few minutes and then asked – Jeff how do you think one can cheat at dying? He answered – by living fully in the present moment. If all of us would take Jeff’s answer home with us and when we find ourselves worried about tomorrow or dwelling on yesterday; consciously come back to living fully in the present moment, then Jeff will truly live in each of our hearts forever. I feel honored and grateful to have been Jeff’s friend in the last couple years of his life. He was unconditional in his friendship and role modeled amazing courage through his diagnosis and life thereafter. Jeff you are missed and you did good!

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A poem of inspiration

Jesus dreamt
Of a world
Of one
Global family
Each person
And blood family
Being a gift
From his Abba
Attempting to
Overcome the
Barriers of
Race, colour,
Sex and creed.
Locally we
Come together
With our individualities
Our languages
And cultures

Separate and distinct….
But there are
The obstacles
Of not knowing
Each other
And therefore
Experiencing a degree
Of unsureness
And fear.
We pass different ones
Sometimes as shadows …
Each of us
So tends to
Be centred on self
And yet how
We hunger for
Change, conversion
Of our hearts
And minds.

— adapted from a poem
by T. McKillop