My dear fellow Graves’ Warriors,
It is with a heavy heart that I must tell you of the crossing of one of our beloved facilitators and teachers at our training sessions. Dianne Barnes crossed over to meet our Creator on 29 July. We do not know the details, but Dianne had other health issues besides Graves’ Disease.
We have no other new information. She was a very dear friend, and helper along the path that has become our lives. I will miss her smile. I will miss her wit. I will miss her. I wrote this poem for my father when he crossed over so many years ago but is fits today still.
We will miss you Diane and we will honor your spirit.
Jake George
Facilitator NGDF.
Do not cry for this warrior when I am gone
I will be running in fields without fences
I will be drinking water that is not polluted
The strength that I lost here will be found
The flesh and bone lost will return in spirit
I will be young and strong again
Do not cry for this warrior when I am gone
I will be visiting our ancestors
Knowledge lost will be found anew
I will truly learn the ways of the old ones
I will learn the language of our fathers
I will help to prepare a hearth for you
Do not cry for this warrior when I am gone
I will be with our brothers, the winged
Our brothers, the four legged and in the sea
The Great Spirit will guide my steps
My path will be true, I wait for you there
Do not cry for this warrior when I am gone
Remember me in laughter
Remember me in the song of the flute
Remember me in the beat of the drum
Dance for me with all your heart
Fore I will be dancing with you
Look in your heart and I will be there
Do not cry for this Warrior I am still here
In your dreams, your heart and memory
I will see you again
Until then.
Until then
