Gene Kunitomi Tribute

What a gift you are, our Gene - this be-ing - this gentle,warm,open heart - this resonant voice, resonant be-ing - which taught us more about the physics of the Cosmos than any book. Really, thank you dear, dear friend.

... - this warrior...like an ancient warrior who fell out of the Great Sky - into this American washing machine ...... caught viscerally in the transition into the Aquarian Age, finding your way. . .every day, finding your way.....with as much grace as was possible in the moment.

What a gift - in our myst..... yes, I can feel your spirit so clearly - you are fine !

When I started to do a sacred clearing / blessing of Gene after he passed over, he was so clearly present saying....
"This is for 'everyone' - we are really one Aaiyn. We really are !"

And thus Gene lives ever... in the big picture.

Here on our little island off the coast of Maine - the moon is so close - huge, full, present ......we think surely it is ours - we who inhabit Casco Bay. Gene loved finding this world - where summer is near-incredibly lush, green - fresh. I am remembering doing Tai Ji with Gene at Sandy Beach; sailing; kayaking; drumming;feasting - and as I continue these joys I will consciously carry you forward dear friend - your pure, big love for this paradise.

What stands out for me, almost more, though were the times when Mark and Seiji were with Gene - his utter love and caring; his deep, utter delight in being with them here, or when we were all in the City together for Jan's 50th.

May each of you know that you will always be welcomed here in our home on the island - bonfire on the beach at Sunset for Gene, together.

We are there in spirit for the Memorial. Actually, I started this past Weds. - Gene felt so present; all was clearly sacred. So I have been having a Haddock Fish Festival in his honor (he fell in love with east coast haddock) - having it in different ways; taking time to honor him with thoughts, stories, memories. Last night Arthur and I sat in front of a great fire, did the same and threw our wishes for him into the great cosmic fire of passion. Thus was the eve...blessed also. Tonight.....curried mussles and haddock right down on one of the great old wharf restaurants - honoring, toasting, loving this gift of a human be-ing now spirit be-ing - who so calls for us to the stretch into this next chapter.

Blessings ~ ~ ~

Aaiyn. Foster
af@maine.rr.com


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