I is important to live today as though there is no more because there may not be-and to choose a job you like to be happy-Last Friday tragedy struck my family-My son is a professional fisherman in Southern Oregon.-crab season has just started and despite the big waves all the boats went out-His boat was hit by a huge wave and sunk-They have found none of the 4 onboard-The coastgaurd has called off the search now-We were all together at Thanksgiving and I met his buddies from that boat and now they are all dead-I am headed down to that town now and will meet with his girfriend and baby and the rest of the family members-they are holding a memorial service everyone in town will be there-the population is only 1000 -I have to meet with the coast gaurd and sheriff-I took a lot of pictures of everyone on Thanksgiving and they need them for id if and when they wash ashore-Iloved my son alot and at least he died doing what he wanted to do-he died in the ocean which he loved-and he was supporting his child-I could not ask for more from any son-I will miss him alot-
robspace, Thank you for sharing your journey with us Much Love to you brother May there be Healing for all Be whole
Thank You Moving Cloud-I am in Mirtle Creek now at my nieces and in the morning we are headed to the coast to meet all the other families and hold a service and speak with the search people and all that were involved in the rescue operation-The swells were near 20 ft out there and their boats are only 33 ft. long-The owner of the boat lost his son as well- he was the captain that day-everyone knows everyone in this town so it's a complete shock for the whole town-First we lost the cnet inventor James Kin about 30 miles from here -lost in the woods and died from exposure then we lost three hikers up by my place at Mt.Hood less then a week later my son and 3 others go down in the ocean-This is unbelievable pain man-I finally slept after 3 days-Everyone's telling me I need to be strong for his girlfriend and daughter but thats easier said then done-I have good support with me though-thank God-
no one likes to hear someone close to them has moved on long before their time... i know your sorrow is great ... be with it deep... stay strong
Wow, tis a moving time indeed. I appriciate your reminder as well, though it's is not as personal as your loss rob, we just had the guy that employs my dad, brother and quite a few of our friends go down in a helicopter about a half mile from our house last thursday. He died instantly along with his pilot. It really is time to feel deeply gratitude for the oppourtunity we have to be in these bodies because man, it sure can be snuffed out in the blink of an eye. Much love to you brother in your journey through loss.
I hope your son will rest in peace with Buddha... Merry christmas for you .. I hope you will get over it Peace...
Poems by Zen monks and haiku poets on the verge of death: Empty handed i entered the world Barefoot i leave it My coming, my going- Two simple happenings That got entangled Kozan Ichikyo. Died 1360 at the age of 77 * This year i want to see the lotus on the other side Jakura. Died 1906 at the age of 59 * The year is ending I have not left my heart behind. Hankai. Died in 1882 at the age of 76 * Returning thanks for life, i turn back and bow eastward. Goshi. Died 1775 at the age of 66 * It lights up as lightly as it fades: a firefly. Chine. Died 1688 at age of 28 I lean against the stove and lo! eternity. Gazen. Died 1825 at age of 82 * A parting gift to my body: just when it wishes, I'll breathe my last. Ensei. Died 1725 at age of 69 * I raise the mirror of my life Up to my face: sixty years. With a swing I smash the reflection- The world as usual All in its place. Taigen Sofu. Died 1555 at the age of 60. * My six and seventy years are through. I was not born, i am not dead. Clouds floating on the high wide skies The moon curves through its million-mile course. Yakuo Tokuken. Died 1320 at age of 76. * Look straight ahead, What's there? If you see it as it is You will never err. Bassui Tokusho. Died 1387 at age of 61. * When it comes-just so! When it goes-just so! Both coming and going occur each day. The words i am speaking now-just so! Musho Josho. Died 1306 at the age of 73. * From Shambala Sun january 1994 edition
