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Do not stand at my grave an weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamonds glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awake in the morning's hush. I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight I am the soft star that shines at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there. I did not die. Anonymous
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It is not easy for us to stay behind when a loved one has gone from this plane or is in the process of transition. In many ways there is still so much to say, to share and express. It is not our loved one but us that need the most healing. For the one who moves on to other planes is done with the earthly work. To those who are suffering from the loss of a loved one Divine Touch Ministry offers a listening heart of loving compassion and healing help to allow for peace and love to enter, where there was sadness and fear. All sharings are confidential and done by e-mail. | |
| Rev. William J. McVay D.D. Warmfire |