Guest guest Posted January 22, 2002 Report Share Posted January 22, 2002 Das, She was a wonderful, sweet lady. You wrote a beautiful tribute to her. Thank you so much for sharing with us, Das. Peace to you, Carol Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 22, 2002 Report Share Posted January 22, 2002 My mother died a few days ago. I knew it was coming. No surprise. I drove to California with my kids for the funeral. We saw all our relatives. It was wonderful in that way. As one of 11 grown children, there are 20 grandchildren or so, and many great grand children already. There were many of her frieds. We had the pipes man come as she was pure Irish. That was grand to hear; you cannot ignore the pipes, and they speak for the truth. My mother lived a life of Sacrifice as a very recognized staunch Catholic. The pried at the Mass even mentioned that most seriously- my Mother's staunch Catholicism. At Irish Catholic Funerals, the body can be viewed nicely dressed and made up, in the coffin. I saw my mother this way at the Mass. I could not stop myself from patting her on the head gently, and bending over towards her ear to whisper goodbye. I have been in a daze since then, and will take some time to answer the phone and respond to emails. Thanks for understanding. This person gave herself fully and only to raise 11 kids alone. She did not have anything else ever. She was not blessed ever with anything extravagant, even vacations. The only thing that kept her going was her faith. She lived a life of sacrifice, and faith, and not much else. She just finished raising her last child, who took a long time to leave the nest. Shortly thereafter, she died. I told that from the pulpit to the mass there. I am very proud of my mother. I am quite sure her next birth will be quite higher, or in honoring her way of thinking, as a Catholic, I know for sure she went to Heaven. Touched by her at a young age, I told her I wanted to be a priest, and she was happy. So I went that way for some time in my teens, but then switched to Hinduism which externally hurt her deeply. Our relationship has been somewhat stiff the last 22 years therefore. Many times however we argued about God, but not angry, just the typical Catholic verse Hindu stuff. But a couple of my siblings, including that last one she raised, told me that privately she always spoke highly of me and loved me for my attempts in God Consciousness very much, despite the difference. They also told me that she said that if she were to be biased in giving in her will, it would be towards my oldest sister and myself for our sincerity and brains which she apparently appriated a bit more in some way. I don't know if it's true, but hearing it helped me heal. This heals me greatly to hear these things. I respected her greatly and hoped it was mutual. She always bugged me about being Hindu of course, but I could feel the love, but she held back, because it was always her duty to be like a preaching nun or something. Then a magic thing happened too for me. There is a very nice tiffany lamp for generations coming down, and our Mom had it, and now who would get it? When everything else was given out, I didn't attend, not caring. So now we were together. All were fighting for the lamp, the grandest family treasure to be decided on. The eldest spoke up saying I received nothing so far, and should have it, then all agreed. I was quite stunned. It sits by me now. This awesome piece of craftwork, in this family for generations. Overall, it just helped me to bond with my many brothers and sisters, and we all felt closer. We definitely all felt closer. It's a huge, massive family now, and everyone was suddenly cast into a net of close feelings that day. Like Irish, we partied on into the night standing outside one of our homes in the woods there with a fire. There was much laughter and fun and tears, making up between fueding enemies, bonding of new friends. Talks with siblings not seen in decades, finding out we have all become much older and wiser. Adjusting to the new each other, discovering. Meeting spouses, grown children, their children, oh my God, and all us, one that one, one, one because of Joan C Wurst, a real awesome woman, born in 1922. Time not known so lets skip the chart this time. Her sacrificial type of life made us all feel very easy at praising her goodness. We all felt blessed. We know we come from a good soul. We don't have any doubt about that. So in talking, the many of us on into the night of the funeral, we felt great cheer, for there wasn't the burden of unfinished debt and usury left by this woman. Quite Quite the opposite. Understand therefore how living a good life of dharma blesses your descendents, and pushes them towards dharma in this way. It is amazing actually, if you meet my brothers and sisters, not a one of them is manipulative or greedy. They are all very nice, honest, working, fun loving, simple. This is why it's good to live good. It removes the burden of sin from the Earth and everyone. It helps the situation. No responses to this necessary. Peace to everyone. Last word, in honor of Joan, Mom, I'll repeat the thing I remember her saying the most, which was at every complaint made by anyone about anything, she'd say: "Offer it up" I still don't REALLY know what her mood or intention was when she always said that, but I know it has something to do with living your life in service to God, or Krishna Bhakti if you Sanskritize the Catholic thought. Das Goravani Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 22, 2002 Report Share Posted January 22, 2002 Das You have my condolences on your mom's passing. My heart is with you. Marcia Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 22, 2002 Report Share Posted January 22, 2002 Dear Das, Thank you for sharing your touching thoughts at this difficult time. I relate intimately to what you said as I lost my mom after a long ten year battle with Cancer, and it was the loss of my best friend. I was with her throughout and I have her picture on my altar in my chapel. As a priest in an independent ecumenical catholic rite, the Catholic Reformed Church, I was able to stand at that time in honor of my mom's staunch roman Catholicism and officiate at the funeral. it was a hard thing to do. I know what you mean by the bonding to objects held for a long time by those we love and who themselves have had these objects passed down to them. I lost mom on September 9, 2000 and it feels so often like yesterday even still. But, I feel her presence in and around me in extraordinary ways. I include you in my prayers at this time and wish you profound peace in the knowledge of the love that transcends all space and time and conditions of being, as we are always and forever connected to those we love. In this way, God shows us the immortality inside the fleeting, and the deep sea of interbeing that is suggested by our memories and stories of shared times. Peace. + Anton Armbruster Das Goravani [] Tuesday, January 22, 2002 3:02 PM gjlist [GJ] On Mom's Passing My mother died a few days ago. I knew it was coming. No surprise. I drove to California with my kids for the funeral. We saw all our relatives. It was wonderful in that way. As one of 11 grown children, there are 20 grandchildren or so, and many great grand children already. There were many of her frieds. We had the pipes man come as she was pure Irish. That was grand to hear; you cannot ignore the pipes, and they speak for the truth. My mother lived a life of Sacrifice as a very recognized staunch Catholic. The pried at the Mass even mentioned that most seriously- my Mother's staunch Catholicism. At Irish Catholic Funerals, the body can be viewed nicely dressed and made up, in the coffin. I saw my mother this way at the Mass. I could not stop myself from patting her on the head gently, and bending over towards her ear to whisper goodbye. I have been in a daze since then, and will take some time to answer the phone and respond to emails. Thanks for understanding. This person gave herself fully and only to raise 11 kids alone. She did not have anything else ever. She was not blessed ever with anything extravagant, even vacations. The only thing that kept her going was her faith. She lived a life of sacrifice, and faith, and not much else. She just finished raising her last child, who took a long time to leave the nest. Shortly thereafter, she died. I told that from the pulpit to the mass there. I am very proud of my mother. I am quite sure her next birth will be quite higher, or in honoring her way of thinking, as a Catholic, I know for sure she went to Heaven. Touched by her at a young age, I told her I wanted to be a priest, and she was happy. So I went that way for some time in my teens, but then switched to Hinduism which externally hurt her deeply. Our relationship has been somewhat stiff the last 22 years therefore. Many times however we argued about God, but not angry, just the typical Catholic verse Hindu stuff. But a couple of my siblings, including that last one she raised, told me that privately she always spoke highly of me and loved me for my attempts in God Consciousness very much, despite the difference. They also told me that she said that if she were to be biased in giving in her will, it would be towards my oldest sister and myself for our sincerity and brains which she apparently appriated a bit more in some way. I don't know if it's true, but hearing it helped me heal. This heals me greatly to hear these things. I respected her greatly and hoped it was mutual. She always bugged me about being Hindu of course, but I could feel the love, but she held back, because it was always her duty to be like a preaching nun or something. Then a magic thing happened too for me. There is a very nice tiffany lamp for generations coming down, and our Mom had it, and now who would get it? When everything else was given out, I didn't attend, not caring. So now we were together. All were fighting for the lamp, the grandest family treasure to be decided on. The eldest spoke up saying I received nothing so far, and should have it, then all agreed. I was quite stunned. It sits by me now. This awesome piece of craftwork, in this family for generations. Overall, it just helped me to bond with my many brothers and sisters, and we all felt closer. We definitely all felt closer. It's a huge, massive family now, and everyone was suddenly cast into a net of close feelings that day. Like Irish, we partied on into the night standing outside one of our homes in the woods there with a fire. There was much laughter and fun and tears, making up between fueding enemies, bonding of new friends. Talks with siblings not seen in decades, finding out we have all become much older and wiser. Adjusting to the new each other, discovering. Meeting spouses, grown children, their children, oh my God, and all us, one that one, one, one because of Joan C Wurst, a real awesome woman, born in 1922. Time not known so lets skip the chart this time. Her sacrificial type of life made us all feel very easy at praising her goodness. We all felt blessed. We know we come from a good soul. We don't have any doubt about that. So in talking, the many of us on into the night of the funeral, we felt great cheer, for there wasn't the burden of unfinished debt and usury left by this woman. Quite Quite the opposite. Understand therefore how living a good life of dharma blesses your descendents, and pushes them towards dharma in this way. It is amazing actually, if you meet my brothers and sisters, not a one of them is manipulative or greedy. They are all very nice, honest, working, fun loving, simple. This is why it's good to live good. It removes the burden of sin from the Earth and everyone. It helps the situation. No responses to this necessary. Peace to everyone. Last word, in honor of Joan, Mom, I'll repeat the thing I remember her saying the most, which was at every complaint made by anyone about anything, she'd say: "Offer it up" I still don't REALLY know what her mood or intention was when she always said that, but I know it has something to do with living your life in service to God, or Krishna Bhakti if you Sanskritize the Catholic thought. Das Goravani Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya; Hare Krishna; Om Tat Sat : gjlist- Your use of is subject to Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 22, 2002 Report Share Posted January 22, 2002 Dear Das, My sincere empathy, not sympathy on your mom's passing. You and i and majority of us here practicing hindu religion in some form or another view death in true light that it's not a sad event but a transition, contrary to common sentiment due to conditioning and not knowing, and dare i say a celebration. Your mom should be very proud of bringing a son to this world who is good and has done tremendous work out of love, spririt and intelligence. I am very grateful to you for the wonderful program you created and the continuing innovations. And also being vulnerable and able to bare your soul. My heart is with you. Om Shanti Shanti Shanti Hari Om Tat Sat Hari Das ---------- >Das Goravani <> >gjlist >[GJ] On Mom's Passing >Tue, Jan 22, 2002, 3:01 PM > > > > My mother died a few days ago. I knew it was coming. No surprise. > > I drove to California with my kids for the funeral. We saw all our > relatives. It was wonderful in that way. As one of 11 grown children, > there are 20 grandchildren or so, and many great grand children already. > There were many of her frieds. We had the pipes man come as she was pure > Irish. That was grand to hear; you cannot ignore the pipes, and they > speak for the truth. > > My mother lived a life of Sacrifice as a very recognized staunch > Catholic. The pried at the Mass even mentioned that most seriously- my > Mother's staunch Catholicism. > > At Irish Catholic Funerals, the body can be viewed nicely dressed and > made up, in the coffin. I saw my mother this way at the Mass. I could > not stop myself from patting her on the head gently, and bending over > towards her ear to whisper goodbye. > > I have been in a daze since then, and will take some time to answer the > phone and respond to emails. Thanks for understanding. > > This person gave herself fully and only to raise 11 kids alone. She did > not have anything else ever. She was not blessed ever with anything > extravagant, even vacations. The only thing that kept her going was her > faith. She lived a life of sacrifice, and faith, and not much else. She > just finished raising her last child, who took a long time to leave the > nest. Shortly thereafter, she died. I told that from the pulpit to the > mass there. I am very proud of my mother. I am quite sure her next birth > will be quite higher, or in honoring her way of thinking, as a Catholic, > I know for sure she went to Heaven. > > Touched by her at a young age, I told her I wanted to be a priest, and > she was happy. So I went that way for some time in my teens, but then > switched to Hinduism which externally hurt her deeply. Our relationship > has been somewhat stiff the last 22 years therefore. Many times however > we argued about God, but not angry, just the typical Catholic verse > Hindu stuff. > > But a couple of my siblings, including that last one she raised, told me > that privately she always spoke highly of me and loved me for my > attempts in God Consciousness very much, despite the difference. They > also told me that she said that if she were to be biased in giving in > her will, it would be towards my oldest sister and myself for our > sincerity and brains which she apparently appriated a bit more in some > way. I don't know if it's true, but hearing it helped me heal. > > This heals me greatly to hear these things. I respected her greatly and > hoped it was mutual. She always bugged me about being Hindu of course, > but I could feel the love, but she held back, because it was always her > duty to be like a preaching nun or something. > > Then a magic thing happened too for me. There is a very nice tiffany > lamp for generations coming down, and our Mom had it, and now who would > get it? > > When everything else was given out, I didn't attend, not caring. > > So now we were together. All were fighting for the lamp, the grandest > family treasure to be decided on. The eldest spoke up saying I received > nothing so far, and should have it, then all agreed. I was quite > stunned. It sits by me now. This awesome piece of craftwork, in this > family for generations. Overall, it just helped me to bond with my many > brothers and sisters, and we all felt closer. We definitely all felt > closer. It's a huge, massive family now, and everyone was suddenly cast > into a net of close feelings that day. > > Like Irish, we partied on into the night standing outside one of our > homes in the woods there with a fire. There was much laughter and fun > and tears, making up between fueding enemies, bonding of new friends. > Talks with siblings not seen in decades, finding out we have all become > much older and wiser. Adjusting to the new each other, discovering. > Meeting spouses, grown children, their children, oh my God, and all us, > one that one, one, one because of Joan C Wurst, a real awesome woman, > born in 1922. Time not known so lets skip the chart this time. > > Her sacrificial type of life made us all feel very easy at praising her > goodness. We all felt blessed. We know we come from a good soul. We > don't have any doubt about that. So in talking, the many of us on into > the night of the funeral, we felt great cheer, for there wasn't the > burden of unfinished debt and usury left by this woman. Quite Quite the opposite. > > Understand therefore how living a good life of dharma blesses your > descendents, and pushes them towards dharma in this way. It is amazing > actually, if you meet my brothers and sisters, not a one of them is > manipulative or greedy. They are all very nice, honest, working, fun > loving, simple. > > This is why it's good to live good. It removes the burden of sin from > the Earth and everyone. It helps the situation. > > No responses to this necessary. Peace to everyone. > > Last word, in honor of Joan, Mom, I'll repeat the thing I remember her > saying the most, which was at every complaint made by anyone about > anything, she'd say: > > "Offer it up" > > I still don't REALLY know what her mood or intention was when she always > said that, but I know it has something to do with living your life in > service to God, or Krishna Bhakti if you Sanskritize the Catholic thought. > > > Das Goravani > > > > Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya; Hare Krishna; Om Tat Sat > : gjlist- > > > > Your use of is subject to > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 22, 2002 Report Share Posted January 22, 2002 Dear Raghu, How proud she must have been of you, and all of your siblings. You come from a great family, and you are a good example of that heritage. chrys333 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 22, 2002 Report Share Posted January 22, 2002 thankyou so much for sharing this with us. my prayers are with you and your family. Hare Krishna ys stavavali devi dasi Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 23, 2002 Report Share Posted January 23, 2002 OM GURAVE NAMAH Dear Das, Once again thank you for sharing another intimate experience in your life with us. It is very appropriate that you should have the lamp. It is symbolic of the light that you have held for all of us who have passed your way on this list. A reassurance that your qualification to do so has come from long ago in previous generations and will continue. A reminder that your ancestors are approving your path. The tradition we work from is only a signpost and all mothers know that. The prayer "offer it up" is probably the most common heard here in Ireland and has been traditionally our way of surrendering to Gods will, in the face of adversity. It is a way of saying that I accept this suffering so as to alleviate the suffering of another. As a unsupported mother of 11 I'm sure she has relieved the suffering of many and can now rest in peace. The following is the traditional Irish blessing for someone who passes over. Given her origins I thought you and she would appreciate it. Ar dheis Dé go raibh a hanam. (may her soul sit at the right hand of God). Mise le meas, Pearl Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 23, 2002 Report Share Posted January 23, 2002 Dear Das Ji, Namaste. It takes lot of courage to share such a touching and beautiful tribute in moment of such grief. Thanks indeed for sharing it with us. God must bless everyone with such a mother and also every mother with son(s) like you. May her soul rest in peace. Om Shanti Om. Rajul Kaushik - "Das Goravani" <> <gjlist> Tuesday, January 22, 2002 10:01 PM [GJ] On Mom's Passing > > > My mother died a few days ago. I knew it was coming. No surprise. > > I drove to California with my kids for the funeral. We saw all our > relatives. It was wonderful in that way. As one of 11 grown children, > there are 20 grandchildren or so, and many great grand children already. > There were many of her frieds. We had the pipes man come as she was pure > Irish. That was grand to hear; you cannot ignore the pipes, and they > speak for the truth. > > My mother lived a life of Sacrifice as a very recognized staunch > Catholic. The pried at the Mass even mentioned that most seriously- my > Mother's staunch Catholicism. > > At Irish Catholic Funerals, the body can be viewed nicely dressed and > made up, in the coffin. I saw my mother this way at the Mass. I could > not stop myself from patting her on the head gently, and bending over > towards her ear to whisper goodbye. > > I have been in a daze since then, and will take some time to answer the > phone and respond to emails. Thanks for understanding. > > This person gave herself fully and only to raise 11 kids alone. She did > not have anything else ever. She was not blessed ever with anything > extravagant, even vacations. The only thing that kept her going was her > faith. She lived a life of sacrifice, and faith, and not much else. She > just finished raising her last child, who took a long time to leave the > nest. Shortly thereafter, she died. I told that from the pulpit to the > mass there. I am very proud of my mother. I am quite sure her next birth > will be quite higher, or in honoring her way of thinking, as a Catholic, > I know for sure she went to Heaven. > > Touched by her at a young age, I told her I wanted to be a priest, and > she was happy. So I went that way for some time in my teens, but then > switched to Hinduism which externally hurt her deeply. Our relationship > has been somewhat stiff the last 22 years therefore. Many times however > we argued about God, but not angry, just the typical Catholic verse > Hindu stuff. > > But a couple of my siblings, including that last one she raised, told me > that privately she always spoke highly of me and loved me for my > attempts in God Consciousness very much, despite the difference. They > also told me that she said that if she were to be biased in giving in > her will, it would be towards my oldest sister and myself for our > sincerity and brains which she apparently appriated a bit more in some > way. I don't know if it's true, but hearing it helped me heal. > > This heals me greatly to hear these things. I respected her greatly and > hoped it was mutual. She always bugged me about being Hindu of course, > but I could feel the love, but she held back, because it was always her > duty to be like a preaching nun or something. > > Then a magic thing happened too for me. There is a very nice tiffany > lamp for generations coming down, and our Mom had it, and now who would > get it? > > When everything else was given out, I didn't attend, not caring. > > So now we were together. All were fighting for the lamp, the grandest > family treasure to be decided on. The eldest spoke up saying I received > nothing so far, and should have it, then all agreed. I was quite > stunned. It sits by me now. This awesome piece of craftwork, in this > family for generations. Overall, it just helped me to bond with my many > brothers and sisters, and we all felt closer. We definitely all felt > closer. It's a huge, massive family now, and everyone was suddenly cast > into a net of close feelings that day. > > Like Irish, we partied on into the night standing outside one of our > homes in the woods there with a fire. There was much laughter and fun > and tears, making up between fueding enemies, bonding of new friends. > Talks with siblings not seen in decades, finding out we have all become > much older and wiser. Adjusting to the new each other, discovering. > Meeting spouses, grown children, their children, oh my God, and all us, > one that one, one, one because of Joan C Wurst, a real awesome woman, > born in 1922. Time not known so lets skip the chart this time. > > Her sacrificial type of life made us all feel very easy at praising her > goodness. We all felt blessed. We know we come from a good soul. We > don't have any doubt about that. So in talking, the many of us on into > the night of the funeral, we felt great cheer, for there wasn't the > burden of unfinished debt and usury left by this woman. Quite Quite the opposite. > > Understand therefore how living a good life of dharma blesses your > descendents, and pushes them towards dharma in this way. It is amazing > actually, if you meet my brothers and sisters, not a one of them is > manipulative or greedy. They are all very nice, honest, working, fun > loving, simple. > > This is why it's good to live good. It removes the burden of sin from > the Earth and everyone. It helps the situation. > > No responses to this necessary. Peace to everyone. > > Last word, in honor of Joan, Mom, I'll repeat the thing I remember her > saying the most, which was at every complaint made by anyone about > anything, she'd say: > > "Offer it up" > > I still don't REALLY know what her mood or intention was when she always > said that, but I know it has something to do with living your life in > service to God, or Krishna Bhakti if you Sanskritize the Catholic thought. > > > Das Goravani > > > > Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya; Hare Krishna; Om Tat Sat > : gjlist- > > > > Your use of is subject to > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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