Flowers for Liza
©2007 by Annabelle A. Udo
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I listen to a Bach sonata on this hazy day and reflect when Liza and I met each other at Burning Man in 1997. She sat down next to me as we both shared the comfortable seat of an Igloo cooler. She had a very admirable quality—something so genuinely kind and honest in her compliments. We both laughed at our exhaustion amidst the desert heat—it was roughly the late afternoon and I felt like I had known her for years. A friend of ours realizing that Liza and I didn't know each other, walked up very quickly and said “Annabelle, this is Liza—-Liza, this is Annabelle”, then he walked away and we were alone again on our Igloo. And that was our introduction.
So, today is September 8, 2007, the day that falls on the weekend of the "Power to the Peaceful" concert in Golden Gate Park. Lots of folks who go to Burning Man usually show up which includes the people I went to Burning Man with in 1997. Today is also the day that I found out that Liza passed away last week. We had lost touch with each other over the years so this came as a great shock to me. Coincidentally, the person who had first introduced me to her was also the same person who told me of her death. I hadn't seen him in many years and it seems as if time just came back to me in full circle at that very moment. I was told that she died around the time people were out at Burning Man--approximately 10 years after my first meeting with her. It seems so incomprehensible and this is why I write this piece.
Well, it is said that our life continues to be contained within us even when we die which is why we need to make sure that we transport all our good life’s experiences with us because that’s what we take to Heaven.
I’m so sad to hear of her passing and I shed my tears tonight for Liza because her tremendous soul still remains with me in that way that it does—a positive remnant of someone I never knew well but someone I had a great chance to meet along the way. I hope she is dancing with the spirits that she had always danced with and that she is at peace and knows that she didn’t die alone. I offer Liza a wreath made up of flowers, prayers, music and dance as she takes on a most bold journey.
Chevron Gas Prices o' the Day (19th Avenue)
$2.95
$3.05
$3.17
I listen to a Bach sonata on this hazy day and reflect when Liza and I met each other at Burning Man in 1997. She sat down next to me as we both shared the comfortable seat of an Igloo cooler. She had a very admirable quality—something so genuinely kind and honest in her compliments. We both laughed at our exhaustion amidst the desert heat—it was roughly the late afternoon and I felt like I had known her for years. A friend of ours realizing that Liza and I didn't know each other, walked up very quickly and said “Annabelle, this is Liza—-Liza, this is Annabelle”, then he walked away and we were alone again on our Igloo. And that was our introduction.
So, today is September 8, 2007, the day that falls on the weekend of the "Power to the Peaceful" concert in Golden Gate Park. Lots of folks who go to Burning Man usually show up which includes the people I went to Burning Man with in 1997. Today is also the day that I found out that Liza passed away last week. We had lost touch with each other over the years so this came as a great shock to me. Coincidentally, the person who had first introduced me to her was also the same person who told me of her death. I hadn't seen him in many years and it seems as if time just came back to me in full circle at that very moment. I was told that she died around the time people were out at Burning Man--approximately 10 years after my first meeting with her. It seems so incomprehensible and this is why I write this piece.
Well, it is said that our life continues to be contained within us even when we die which is why we need to make sure that we transport all our good life’s experiences with us because that’s what we take to Heaven.
I’m so sad to hear of her passing and I shed my tears tonight for Liza because her tremendous soul still remains with me in that way that it does—a positive remnant of someone I never knew well but someone I had a great chance to meet along the way. I hope she is dancing with the spirits that she had always danced with and that she is at peace and knows that she didn’t die alone. I offer Liza a wreath made up of flowers, prayers, music and dance as she takes on a most bold journey.
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