For Leslie and Lucinda (myrrhluz) by anahata.c
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I've been gone all month, as there's been a huge problem in my building. Please forgive my absence---I hope to return soon...
In the meantime, last Wednesday--July 9th--was the 2d anniversary of dear Lucinda's (ie, myrrhluz's) sister's passing. Many of you knew her as Leslie. I wanted to remember her now...
I was privileged to share some of Lucinda's memories, after Leslie passed. Lucinda was so honest and so touching. She shared little things...playing cards as children, the returned-joy of playing them as adults. Of how sisters meet after so many years and become children once again. Of drawing and coloring things, as children, and memories of dolls and games---with all the sisters around. Lucinda's sense of the 'little things of life' is one of the gifts of knowing her, one of her genuine 'lights'.
She shared memories of walking with Leslie as adults, and traveling together; and the long awaited visits---because when it grew harder to meet because of life, meeting became such a rekindling, of everlasting sisterhood and love.
And there were the dreams...of feeling Leslie so strongly right outside the room, or standing next to Lucinda, talking to her. And awakening in that stunned state because it felt so real, like it wasn't a dream. And other days---like all of us---she reached for Leslie, wanted to find her, waited...She was so honest and spoke so preciously of all the things we go through in the mysterious journey of loss. I've always felt that nothing renders one more childlike than the loss of a loved one; that, in that moment, one becomes purified and dear. That's how Lucinda felt to me.
And I learned how delicate and intelligent Leslie was. How strong. She had so many depths, mysteries, sensitivities; she was outgoing and loving, yet private and inward...a very complex soul, with the same love and dearness as Lucinda. I grew so grateful for them both.
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Some days when you walk outside and the sun is setting and the world has turned pink and turquoise---painted with what one writer called "the ineluctable genius of evening"---you feel that everything is reborn, no matter how hard your day was or how tired you've been.
It would be so precious if Leslie could come to you, Lucinda, in such an exquisite evening, and whisper---as you look at the freshly emerging stars---those are nothing compared to the love I feel for you. Because, to me, Lucinda, your words are the most beautiful, veiled arias to the unbreakable love between you. With the deepest gratitude for you both, and for the eternal love you share, I offer this little image of two loves (I hope you see a heart's chamber in the bottom), and say "may your beloved sister live inside you, bathed forever in those inimitable hues"...offered with much love and the most blessed, glowing memory, Mark
Comments (18)
flavia49
amazing dedication
goodoleboy
A most elegant poignant and stunning display or art and words in this touching dedication for Lucinda and about her dear sister, Mark.
MrsRatbag
Captivating duality in your beautiful image, Mark, and as always it's your words that spin the spell showing us the sweetness. I ache for Lucinda's loss, and pray that she will always feel her sister whispering in her ear...
myrrhluz
Mark, my dear, dear friend, thank you! You know from my letters that I had planned to do an image for Leslie on her birthday. That on the day, I could not. Grief is not linear. It ebbs and flows. Leslie would have said, "It is what it is." That is what she said about her cancer. She never spent time with the question, "Why me?" She faced it square on, made her decisions on what treatment to take, and lived the last four years of her life fully and with optimism. Years ago, I answered the question, "Who am I?" for a class. As those who know me will have no trouble believing, I could give no simple answer. One of my phrases was, ". . . my relationships with friends and family have molded the person I am today." I am Leslie's sister. She is woven deeply through me as she will always be. Sharing Leslie with you has been a great blessing for me. It helped and helps me through the rough days. It stirs my thoughts in blessed directions. Your reception to my words, and your wonderful words of insight and support have meant more to me than I can ever express. You are a blessing, Mark, and a joy. You asked if you could do this for me, and I knew that you would do it with your delicate, and insightful touch. Leslie would have loved this as I do. Thank you for your words. For your words of Leslie, that are so very true. For your words for me too. Thank you for the wishes and the image they painted in my mind. Such a beautiful wish. When I read your words, my thoughts went back to the last time I saw Leslie. We were on the steps outside her apartment building. She was going to a doctor's appointment and I was going to the airport. She was very weak. The trip from her apartment to the stairs where she waited for Sam with the car, and I waited for the taxi, had worn her out. The taxi and Sam arrived at the same time. We hugged, and all the love in your words, was in her hug. With that touch in my memory and your words in my mind, I feel her love. I sit here, separated by time and space from that moment, but I am there again. Her arms are around me and her love is being pressed into me, wordless, powerful, and eternal. Thank you for your image. Two loves bathed in light and color. There is an energy like a presence linking them. They are connected in the light and the colors. I see a heart's chamber. It is draped in rich colors, bathed in light, and yet is deep and mysterious. In this image I see great love. I see the complexities, the richness, the beauty, and the light of love shared. This is beautiful; a wonderful image of Leslie and me. Thank you, my friend. Thank you for this and for all the joys and blessings of your friendship.
jocko500
super cool
photosynthesis
A beautifully eloquent & compassionate dedication & a colorfully radiant mirror image.
durleybeachbum
Beautiful words and a glowing vibrant image.
auntietk
This piece, with its mirrored repetition, is so appropriate for Leslie and Lucinda. One "heart" ethereal but nonetheless real, and one extant, solid as life, solid in so many ways. No separation, no differences. Everything is one, is now, and it is as it should be. Not always as we would wish it, but "it is what it is." You know how I think about these pieces from time to time, printed on silk and hanging eight or ten feet long ... not this one. This one belongs on a drum, on a prayer wheel, spinning as a continuous image. It tells a continuous story, the never ending tale of love and laughter and life and light, of beings joined and parted and joined again. It's a beautiful piece, and a beautiful dedication.
helanker
This is a very touching and heartwarming remembrance for Lucinda about her beloved sister, Leslie. A wonderful tribute and dedi, as only you can do it, dear Mark. A jawdropping image, which shows all the love between two sisters and how it will live for ever. And I have the same thought like Tara about this gorgeous piece. Absolutely stunning. It should be printed on silk and hang on the wall.
magnus073
Mark, let me say how touched I was not only by this thoughtful presentation but also in reading Lucinda's response to it. Her point about an energy like presence linking the loves was very profound, and I am in total agreement. Lucinda is one of the sweetest and kindest people I've ever known, and loved her sister Leslie so very much. If only all of us would strive to have relationships with our family members like the one these two sisters were blessed to share the world would be a better place. Thank you for one of the moving dedications I've ever had the pleasure of viewing.
romanceworks
Such a lovely and moving tribute to Lucinda and Leslie, and the love they shared and continue to share. Your words were like a gentle caring mist, mixing with the memories they shared. I see the heart chamber, opening like a flower to the eternal light above that is pure, everlasting love.
dragonmuse
Gorgeous work Mark. Such a beautiful and eloquent dedication.
LivingPixels
An outstandingly incredible piece of art Mark and a beautiful tribute!!
anaber
Mark:)! Thank you very much for your image and for yours words, so poignant and loving, for Lucinda and Leslie! It is the most amazing tribute as only YOU can do! It is as if the heavens had opened and spreaded jewels of love and light in an endless wave of energy. And i had the feeling of being listening to the most beautiful song of love; While reading you, Mark..and while reading Lucinda, i have had an immense wish to sing, because your both words were so much about LOVE and LIFE !! and both must mean SMILES and JOY !! and i agree so much with Tara in everything she said! I also learned with Lucinda this smile and this joy and i am very grateful to her! So, some verses of a song, came into my mind suddenly... like a flash!! and i listened to this music inside myself.. '''Some say love, it is a river.. that drowns the tender reed. ......... I say love, it is a flower, and you it's only seed. ........ When the night has been too lonely.. and the road has been to long, and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong, just remember, in the winter... far beneath the bitter snow, lies the seed, that with the sun's love, in the spring becomes the rose!''' beautiful isnt? i send to You, Lucinda and Leslie with Love:)....and YES! i see the heart's chamber, where lives an endless sisterhood as it is meant to be..a place, where love grows and souls can meet! Thank you very much Mark , Lucinda and Leslie, for this lesson of eternal love!
sandra46
WONDERFUL DEDICATION
bmac62
Mark, I saw this and read it slowly before anybody commented yesterday. I knew I was in for a blessing if I waited until today to comment. Your art and your words are 100% on target with Lucinda. The comments of others above are fulfilling and appreciative of all you've done. Congratulations my friend. You've played the note that was waiting to be played.
beachzz
What a beautiful tribute for Lucinda. I don't know her at all, but as I read others' comments, I see she is well loved. Losing a sister would be terrible; I just can't imagine. You honor her well.
LBJ2
A beautiful and hearfelt, and passionate composition, Mark. The eternal connection between the two sister is in the image. I never knew any of them. But what the composition tell me is... The lost loved ones.. will always live in our hearts. A very sensitive piece and dedication. Well done.. Well felt.