Resting Places

We could all stand to have more resting places. Whether they are temporary, final, transitional, familial or just familiar places our hearts and souls go to rest - we need to embrace them.

Today we made a journey to Haleakala, to the crater at the summit of this volcano, on the island of Maui. It was a trip to lay my Uncle to rest in a place his heart and soul found to be a peaceful sanctuary.

It is an area of rugged beauty, zig zagging roads, and a climb to 10,023' above sea level. We started from so many places in life and journeys through it. We came to celebrate one life and release it into the great beyond.

For me, one doesn't just visit a volcano on a regular basis. Actually, never before, and who knows perhaps never again. That in itself was a tender moment. It had all that one might require for a place to rest, and a resting place. There were people who cared deeply, a life loved and lost, wine to toast sweet memories and the words of e e cummings that said "I carry you in my heart".

In actuality, he rests in hearts. He rests, he simply rests. He will be with us, in our hearts whether we are in our homes, on the volcano, or near the beach. He rests, thus, so can we.