In my hands are the ashes of Jimi! When he first came home in the wooden box, he was placed by me and his friends into the drivers seat of his truck. There he sat until I was ready to share with others. They have already been spread by the guests of his Living Life Celebration over and around the land. I also did a friend ceremony with a dear one to both Jimi and I. She actually was his best friend. Yesterday, as the Purple Carrot Club was creating our first biological abundant compost piles and learning the process, I felt compelled to mix in some of Jim’s ashes. It was a happy moment. It made sense. It is a special way to add Jim to our team, our soil and our future aspirations. Jim loved the ideas rising for the Purple Carrot Club. He was studying the course alongside of me – encouraging, fascinated and optimistic. He believed this was the next step. He felt the passion (as I do).
So, my love, you are still apart of us. May our love for you be a magical serum so we change the lives of the team members and the living structure of the soil around us.
