After seeing my son I was on cloud 9 flying past 7th heaven. I must say that I was extreemly happy seeing my son. Now I pray to the Goddess and Gods that we continue to communicate. I went from leaving him at his job directly to the place where it all began for me. The Cave alongside the river and dam in Post Falls Idaho. I spent a bit of time meditateing there and thanking the Goddess for bringing my son back to me. I recharged my internal battery with the energy from the cave, and had thought about doing a little ritual, but did not have what I needed. Beides the fact that I didn't want any people dropping in on me whilst I was skyclad and offering myself to the Goddess. It would not do to have someone pop into the cave and see my doing that. Might get arrested for public indecency or something. Then was the flight home that wasn't that bad. I just wish I would have had more time there. Yes I could have changed my flight back, but Jen would not have been able to pick me up from the airport, and I needed a day of rest before returning to work.

A breakthrough in my life. They say that with death comes life For every sorrow we can find happiness. The goddess kicked me in the butt this past week and I was forced to make a trip I had not planned on, nor could afford. I am now glad that I did. As most of you know I have been pained in my heart for the better part of 17 years and haunted by the fact that I had no contact from my son. WWWWWWWWWWWeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeellllllllllllllllllllll. I finally was able to find and speak to my son today. We had breakfast together and spoke for some time. In parting I told him I would write him because he does not believe in phones. He said he would write me too. Now is the time to build our relationship. I only hope that we can become closer and that I can enjoy his company again.

    The funeral is over and most have hit the road. I will have to say that even though my Sister decided to add a bit of Christianity to the service it was short, the Euleogy was to the point and not one that would make people want to either cry or feel pity. My fathers honor flag from the military was given to his girlfriend. I didn't think this was right, but respect the wishes of my sister.  He recieved a Military honor burial and is placed in the veterans section. He also had a gun salute with Taps played. Then the Fire Department he hellped build honored him with a long siren. Tomorrow I shall go to his grave and guide his soul. I spoke with wisdom to his girlfriend and told her to please remember the good man he was to her, but to please not hold on to him, as this would hold his spirit and not allow him to pass to the summerlands. I could tell she was truely hurting from the loss and she wanted to cling to him and what she had. In the morning I shall go to see him and mourn him properly and assist in his spirit crossing over. This will be the hardest part for me, and for the most part I shall be doing this unguided with him already in the ground.

I am here in Idaho. The funeral is scheduled for 1pm pacific time. I have gotten a few coffin gifts for dad to take with him. I forgot to bring my camera so will have to get a disposable camera and have the pics put on a disk so I can share the majesty of this place. I went to a favorite place last night when I got here. Looked up to the open sky and said. "Hello friends it has been a long time."

I will post more after the funeral and try getting pictures for everyone. Until later may the Goddess be with you all

 I would have to say that today is one of the worst days I have had in 31 years. We have all suffered losses in our lives at some point. The last one was 31 years ago, and I mentioned it in a past post. That was the looseing of my mother. Well this morning I recieved some ad news that has dropped me to my knees. I was informed that my father passed away last night between 8:30 and 10 pm pacific time. I recieved the news at 5:30 my time. This wa not a good way to start my day and I am at a low point right now. The realization of ones last remaining relative other than siblings is hard. I have neither grandparents, and the only uncle I knew passed away about 14 years ago.  It is a hard blow finding oneself an orphan even this late in life. Now there is the emergency flight out to Washington for the funeral and goddess knows what will happen there. I will be seeing the rest of my siblings there that I have not seen in perhaps 17 years. My family is not a tight knit group and this also weighs heavy on me. I shall ask the Goddess to guide him when I am there and light candles for his passing. I ask thatthe keeper guardians will guide his warrior soul to Tir' Nan' Og that he may rest happily and fight another day.