“I’ll hold you in my heart forever.” I got the message from Jason in a laminated photo card from 2003 that I found as I went through the last box I was whittling down, packing to leave the next day on our cross-country journey, vacating the house in time for the new tenants. It was in a box of momentos from a chaotic bureau drawer that had not been searched since before we moved to Ipswich. It’s not something I would normally keep, a...

It’s been a year since Jason passed to the other side, and I have learned so much about how to live. Before Jason died, my beloved Kule and I were reading a book together by Stephen Levine called “A Year to Live” about living your life as it were your last year. We were inspired to follow the book, and after Jason died we went all out. Certainly there was a strong message that life can be very short, and what are we waiting for? I had...

When Jason was ill his junior year with mono, I asked him what cheered him up the most, in addition to doing his art and music. He said he liked hanging out with his friends, and he was really missing that. When I asked him what they did, he said they just hung out , and he was annoyed by any other questions. I thought I understood the message at the time, but I really get it now. Jason was a master at hanging out. He was present, in the...

Today is one year since Jason’s passing. In his usual style, he gave me a creative anniversary gift. I was in the water in Gloucester in Jason’s Cove, swimming in his ashes as I had done about a year ago. I had received a strong message from him a few months ago to release the rest of his ashes, to release attachment to his form. I decided to cheat and keep a small amount in one of his treasure boxes, the one with the coyote in the wild...

Written during our visits to Earthaven in Asheville, NC and Anahata in Floyd, VAI’m getting back to nature. Back to my nature.(See dolphin picture at http://www.geocities.com/laurelsong2/moreart.html – We stayed with Laurel Song of Anahata; her home was alive with the colors of her art and furnishings.) Living more primitively than I’m used to has brought up some challenges during the launch of our intentional community exploration....