6:32am sunrise out front on 59th Place in LA

Yes, Lissa Sprinkles is gone and I was blessed to be there.  She was gone  when I got there at 12:30, having passed on peacefully some time after her son left for work, between check-in’s by the new caregiver.  Lissa had a deep connection with Spirit.  I see Spirit reaching out and gently taking Lissa’s hand.  She just smiled, no argument, no fuss, no thinking “it’s time.”  Just taking that hand and Knowing this IS right, and so it is, Amen.  

Lissa loved in her lifetime.  She brought Spirit to others and so she was loved in her lifetime.  Lissa was a lifetime well spent.  I was born on Lissa’s birthday, March 16.  Maybe that’s why I was called to be there yesterday.  Why doesn’t matter.  Lissa wasn’t about WHY.  Story goes Reverend Michael told her long ago that he didn’t want to be a minister.  And Lissa smacked him.  She didn’t ask WHY.  Lissa was not about WHY.  She was a great woman.  I thought to tell the Paramedics this when they arrived to work on  her.  But I didn’t.  What I said was “This is Lissa Sprinkles.”  I miss you, Baby.

 ..... To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all—that is genius.    -  Ralph Waldo Emerson

.....To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all—that is genius.    -Ralph Waldo Emerson