IN THE SPIRIT OF CYRIL JOHNSTON'S CELEBRATIONS, I WOULD LIKE TO SWING SOME REAL BELLS, BETTER, SWING ON THEM, PREFERABLY MIGHTY ONES, MAKE A FEARSOME RACKET.
from "England's Child"
She was my North, my South
My East and West
My working week and my Sunday rest
My noon, my midnight
My talk, my song
I thought [she] would last forever ...
Dearest Family and Friends
Our most adored and beloved Jilly, mother of Richard and Winnie, grandmother of Amanda and Ben, Lori and Marissa, my own darling love and best friend of 30 years, died today, September 18, 2010 at 1:40 PM.
She left us peacefully and with dignity; let's honor her immense legacy of love, kindness and amazing intelligence by celebrating her life each and every moment in our own daily activities.
May her liberated spirit guide us on our paths.
With love and gratitude,
IT MAY BE THAT SOME LITTLE ROOT OF THE SACRED TREE STILL LIVES.
NOURISH IT THEN THAT IT MAY LEAF AND BLOOM
AND FILL WITH SINGING BIRDS --Black Elk
A Memorial Celebration for Jill Johnston will be announced later