Friday 13th June. I had cancelled my flight to Melbourne that day for a very special occasion, which I felt very honoured to be a part of. Naeri, Take (Naeri’s son), Stuart, Meilia, Lorna’s mother, Taori her partner, and myself took the box with Lorna’s ashes up to a point where she had visited on their homeland. We scattered a lot of the ashes to the wind, to symbolise the air, and to 360 degrees around the landscape and buried the box with the rest into the Earth. The fire had taken place with the cremation in the UK, and some ashes had been given to the sea, so now the cycle of elements was complete, and the wood was all around too as we were in the bush surrounded by trees. The view was
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