‘She now settles into our thoughts and opens up memories’

Srimani Athulathmudali

“Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.” - Eskimo Proverb

A mother, sister, aunt & friend. May the Angels play soft music as she alights our hearts once more on this day of remembrance.
She now softly settles into our thoughts and opens up our memories of her. Each of us remembering today her spirited conversations, maybe a spontaneous hug or her quick wit followed by a musical laugh. Or maybe we remember her softly humming or breaking into song as she went about her daily life.

But more than worldly memories, it’s the essence of her spirit that softly seeps into our hearts, making us smile. Her spirit is now set free, skipping and frolicking in the hills of Bandarawela and other magical places of her childhood. She is surrounded by all her beloved animals; these animals who instantly recognize a kind and pure heart.

She lies down amongst them on a grassy hilltop, humming softly and playfully. Her face turns towards the sky, her eyes squinting towards the sunlight while the wind plays softly with her hair. She laughs. A soft breeze helps a flower bend over to lightly brush her cheek while the trees overhead wave their branches to cool her skin.

She sighs, her spirit finally free; finally home.

~ By Niro