Monday, February 18, 2013

Grammie Jen Checking In

My dear beautiful friends and angels, you have all been such an amazing and supportive group of people. The word community takes on a whole new meaning to me now! You have given us your time, prayers, thoughts, and support. None of it was taken lightly! It was taken with love as it was given to us!
I am so happy to inform you that Julia's corneas were successfully transplanted into a 2 year old boy and a 54 year old woman. I am so happy that two people will be able to look at the world through the beautiful corneas of such a special angel that only saw wonder and beauty and awe in her two short years.
I would like to thank whoever is involved in the angel of hope program, I believe that is the name of the group, that stitched all the angels that came from all over the country to surround us all, especially Julia, in love! The angels were suspended above the doors of the service for Julia and gave extra support at the celebration of her life. We were so blessed to have you as a part of our journey. We suspended the angels with the hearts that were also sent anonymously to Julia during her hospitalization. The love and prayers continuously surrounded us all.
I hope you all had a wonderful day last week as we celebrated valentines day. It was a lovely day here in Folsom and a lovely day at the beach that  Carrie, Glen and Amanda went to.
I love you all and bless you and send sweet thoughts to you all.
Grammie Jen

Friday, February 15, 2013

Bake Sale Success

The outpouring of love in support of the King family continued with a hugely successful bake sale yesterday. Heartfelt thanks to everyone who organized this event, the many families who baked up a delicious storm, and everyone who stopped by to make a donation and sample the goodies.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Bake Sale in Julia's Honor

There will be a bake sale to support the King family in front of Oliver's Market in Santa Rosa on Valentine's Day.  The families in Carrie's moms group are planning to offer some delicious, Valentine's-themed treats, and would love to see you there!

Thursday, 2/14 from 4-7PM in front of Oliver's at 461 Stony Point Road, Santa Rosa.

Monday, February 4, 2013

Beautiful day in Julia's honor

Saturday's memorial was a wonderful celebration of Julia's bright light and all the gifts she brought to us. The service included four readings, and a few people requested they be posted here.

Reader 1: from The Prophet:

"And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said,
'Speak to us of Children,'
And he said, 'Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

"You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday."

Readings from Rumi:

For Reader 2:  Moses and the Shepherd

Moses heard a shepherd on the road praying:

"God, where are you?  I want to help you, to fix your shoes
and comb your hair.  I want to wash your clothes
and pick the lice off.  I want to bring you milk
to kiss your little hands and feet when it's time
for you to go to bed.  I want to sweep your room
and keep it neat.  God, my sheep and goats
are yours.  All I can say, remembering you,
is ayyyy and ahhhhhhhhh."

Moses could stand it no longer.  "Who are you talking to?"

The Shepherd said, "The one who made us, and made the earth and made the sky."

Then Moses said, "Don't talk about shoes and socks with God!  And
what's this with your "little hands
and feet"  Such blasphemous familiarity sounds like
you're chatting with your uncles ...

The shepherd repented and tore his clothes and sighed
and wandered out into the desert.

A sudden revelation came then to Moses.  It was God's voice saying:
"You have separated me from one of my own.  Did you come as a Prophet
to unite or to sever?
I have given each being a separate and unique way
of seeing and knowing and saying that knowledge.
What seems wrong to you is right for him.
What is poison to one is honey to someone else.
Purity and impurity, sloth and diligence in worship,
these mean nothing to me.
I am apart from all that.
Ways of worshiping are not to be ranked as better
or worse than one another.
It 's not me that's glorified in acts of worship.
It's the worshipers!  I don't hear the words
they say, I look inside at the humility.
And broken-open lowliness is the reality,
not the language!

Moses ran after the shepherd, and
Moses finally caught up with him.
"I was wrong.  God has revealed to me
that there are no rules for worship.

Say whatever and however your loving tells you to.  Your sweet blasphemy
is the truest devotion.  Through you a whole world
is freed.

Loosen your tongue and don't worry what comes out.
It's all the light of the spirit."

For Reader 3:  Each Note

God picks up the reed-flute world and blows.
Each note is a need coming through one of us,
a passion, a longing-pain.

Remember the lips where the wind-breath originated,
and let your note be clear.
Don't try to end it.
Be your note.
I'll show you how it's enough.

Go up on the roof at night
in this city of the soul.

Let everyone climb on their roofs
and sing their notes!

Sing loud!

Reader 4: A Great Wagon

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened.  Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading.  Instead, take down a musical instrument.

Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.


Feeling Separation

A night full of talking that hurts,
my worst held-back secrets.  Everything
has to do with loving and not loving.
This night will pass.
Then ... we have work to do!

I hope to soon write more and post some more pictures from Saturday. It was a real community effort, and a testament to the powerful network of support that surrounds the Kings.