“The Lord comforts us & makes a Way where there seems to be no way ahead – Isaiah

Prayers sent my way.
Today, Sunday, September 18, 2022.
In the days following my brother’s death & in the face of Matthew being discharged from the hospital on Tuesday & our not knowing where he will go….I received this message from a friend. It was comforting as I continue to pray for Bob in the Bardos & for a safe & the best place to appear for Matthew’s continued recovery.

“The Lord comforts us & makes a Way where there seems to be no way ahead.” This is of comfort. 
love, Risa

Death
Bob will Rest in Peace now.
No more troubles, No more suffering.
We light a candle each morning for 49 days…as we say the prayers in the Bardos for Bob. Directing Bob towards the Light ahead. Bob says goodbye to those he left behind. He has an appointment with heaven now. His Watch is over.

People are perplexed with Death….but we tell them….

Death is an ordered process. A healing, a comfort.
It is a return home again.
Death is an interlude. And a refuge.
And so, when the lessons have all been learned
In the classroom called Earth….
The Word sounds forth….a word of withdrawal…
That the form has served its purpose.
Death tells Bob….”Your watch is over. Come home, now, Bob.”
And again the Words from the Soul….
Thou no longer needs the form, O chela, O Son of God.
One’s work complete. One’s watch is over.
And the Soul stands free.

Death is an ordered process
An interlude, a healing, a comfort.
When all the lessons were learned.
After a job well done & one’s watch is over.

Come home now, Bob. And Bob hears those words.
And his suffering is over. Amen
And the angels came & took Bob back to heaven.

Prayers at Death
(from the Upanishads)
The face of Truth is covered by a golden vessel.
Remove, O Sun, thy covering, so I may behold Heaven.
O Golden Sun, Nourisher, traveler of the heavens.
Controller of all.
Disperse the rays and gather up Thy burning light.
Gather up thy daughter, Liza. So she can be with Thee!
Breath, life, vitality of the spirit, melt into the all-pervading Air.
May her Thread of Self, and her body be burnt by fire to ashes.
Her Soul set free. OM!
And upon death we say O mind! remember my good deeds!
O mind! remember, remember my good deeds!
O Agni (Lord of Fire)! lead us on to bliss, to release, liberation,
peace with blessings, beatitudes.
Set Liza upon the Good Path.
Removing the crooked path from within us.
We offer Thee our best salutations!

Morality thus takes upon itself Immortality.
For those left behind, our hearts are touched with love.
The Love within our Soul pours forth upon all those
Bob has “left behind.” Om shanti shanti shanti. Risa

Continued tomorrow.
Om Om Om

Astrology
South Node is in Scorpio.
Scorpio is the sign of death, transformation, regeneration, reorientation. During South Node in Scorpio we are all in the
realm of Scorpio. Everyone on earth. And this will change us.
We are daughters & sons of men becoming Daughters & Sons of God. Risa

Bob – natal chart Capricorn Sun, Cap rising, Venus in Capricorn. He was everyone’s best friend. He was joyful, playful, he was very present. He was kind. Bob became a Pisces in the end. He became the sacrifice in the family. To bring forth more love in the family. Om Mani Padme Hum. 

A Death in our Family –
Friday evening, Sept. 16, 2022.
My brother Bob died today.
At 9:30 am this morning. Ojai, Ca
His son was with him.
My brother was unable to speak for
several years. Unable to remember.
He was suffering.
I am glad that he was ‘called back home.’
Bob is free now.
We don’t like to see others suffering.
Suffering is a purification.
The Soul chooses when one’s death occurs.

My brother Jim would visit Bob each week.
Bob was dying in segments.
The slow progression of dementia.
Unable to eat, to drink at the end.
He was in a home for 16 months.
At the end he was in hospice.
His face had become like a skeleton.
One could see the contours of his bones.
At the end Bob was disconnected to things around him.
Unable to respond.

Jim was with Bob this morning just after Bob died.
Jim spoke with Bob, telling him he was glad Bob was his brother.
And all that he loved about him.
And that he was glad Bob had died.
The disease Bob was debilitating for Bob.
Bob was Jim’s pal.
Bob was everyone’s pal. Bob was kind.
Bob was my younger brother.
He was born in College Station, Texas, near Bryan, Texas.
He was born December 29, 1953.
Bob died today. September 16, 2022.
Bob was almost 69 years old.

Bob’s’ body is in the morturary now.
And he will be cremated.

I understand a wake.
Sitting around with family, talking, being quiet, pondering, praying. Whatever comes up to do.
Allowing the reality to seep into one’s consciousness.
I think I will be crying soon.

Bob leaves behind his wife, Carolyn, two sons, and a grandaughter; two brothers & two sisters. We all loved Bob.

Some of our siblings live far away from where Bob lived.
My sister said – we should have a way for the immediate family to connect with one another, talking about our feelings about what happened, about Bob’s death – so we can all mourn & share with each other. A virtual wake. First a private one with the siblings. Then opening it up to the extended family. So we can pray, talk, share together. And talk about Bob.

Bob was my mother’s favorite child. We all knew this. Astrologically they were like the same beings, Bob & our mother.
My mother & father had five children. Bob was the 4th child.
I can see our mother & father welcoming Bob into heaven.
We will pray for Bob, in the Bardos for 49 days.
Death is the Great Adventure. We are free when we die to this earth plane. We are free. Bob is free. I am glad for him.
Om Mani Padme Hum. Om Mani Padme Hum. Om Mani Padme Hum. I told Matthew about Bob. Matthew cried tonight at the death of his uncle. Crying is healing.
More tomorrow. Risa