This is my reflection and process of my grandmothers passing. How can we say it is death, although it certainly is a death of one body, it is also a passage into another.
I tend to see things beyond my comprehension when I create.
After I finish I sit with my doodle or creation and I ruminate on what has transpired. Trying to derive some meaning within this holy tussle of creativity and vision.
This is not a typical christian piece, it has shades of what some might say is new age or paganism, but what I see in here is a new life, a life to the full. That is the truth, that we pass ever deeper into new age’s of life, new dawns of eternity. My grandma was catholic and a believer of Christ, I to believe in a redemption, but I dare to see past my religious culture to a new heaven and a new earth.
What did it mean when the Creator said, “I go to prepare a place for you?” It certainly wasn’t a church or a sunday school meeting, it was something far closer to rivendell, to narnia, to mystery, unknown and but also of family, food, and new traditions.
We see dimly now, in shades of gray, but soon we will see as we are seen by the Creator and by the Spirit.
I remember my Grandma as someone that represented a time and space far out of reach from the modern era. She grew up in Italy, and moved to the states with her family after her father started to make a living here. She represented to me, an ancient love, a ancient life, she was an icon of family and food and love.
There rarely is a perfect picture of family. Though my family suffered through divorce, hardships, and deaths, we still carried something of the dna of eternity. If there is a kingdom above this world, then it is certainly one that understands food, culture, and values courage. My Grandma will have a place there. Margaret Canali is now emerging into a new life, into a sphere beyond ours. She is with the Creator of the living, she is more herself now than she ever could be, for she has seen God as he is, and will represent him more now than ever before. I look forward to a reunion with her and my family in the age to come.
My Creator I give you thanks that we are but in the first layer of something beyond our imagination, our religion, and greatest hope.
But may the hope of such a redemption and the peace that comes with that stay with us as we release my grandma to you.
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