LEE KLINGER LESSER
Eulogy for Charlotte at the Memorial Service at Green Gulch Farm
Continued...
So bleeding, scraped, bruised, shaken and somewhat stunned - I began running back to my car, feeling ridiculously grateful for your visit and for the exceedingly clear invitation that you slammed me with. And I knew that this is what I needed to talk about here today.
And all through the week as I was healing and stinging and hurting, I would glance at one of my injuries and hear your message again and I would take it in some new way and I could hear you and feel you going “Mmhmm.” “mmhmmm” as you would so often do when you would see people discovering something.
I understand that every moment counts. And nothing less than being fully penetrated by the truth of this will do. You wanted to get into the marrow of being, the juiciest parts of us in the simplest and most direct of ways. You had so much spark and lightness and humor and immediacy…And yet you were so fierce, (AND STILL ARE)…you were always afraid that people would not take this work seriously and would only stay on the surface and look for fluff…And yet you to you it was everything….the very real moments of our life in which to be awake and to give our best to it.
And so I vow again to you Charlotte that I will give my best to keeping this flame lit through the truth of my own living from one moment to the next…understanding once again, with this new refresher course, that from one second to another our lives change…from chuckling with enjoyment to being flat on our faces, we never know what the next moment brings…but this moment counts and asks the best of us….
Our response ability….our responsibility
So I hope each of us here makes our own vow to keeping the flame of your life lit with our own living…and finding how to be penetrated more and more thoroughly by what you have touched and awakened in each of us.
I hope that wherever you are on the other side of the door you were trying so hard to find, that you can feel us with you and rest in your own light…
And I trust that in your own inestimable way you will continue to knock on our doors.