<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div style="text-align: center;">Riantee & Charles & Family & Community & Forest, Sky & Ethers...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="cid:82D3DC40-F391-40CD-BC4A-C77C5D564313" alt="IMG_0051 2.jpeg"> <img src="cid:CB1E8170-2427-448E-8DE5-D5DE13B5D432" alt="IMG_0035.jpeg"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">All in the moment of unfolding, perfectly, as it did. The same </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">as Charles in his perfect unfolding, as he did ~ </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">Saturday’s planned and yet unplanned perfect unfolding as </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">it awakened, as it did every moment of Saturday #27 of Sept. '25</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"> in the All of the All ~ a perfect bloom with a bouquet of friends and family around tables filled with the color of flowers</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">picked from lush gardens under a bright colored canopy where the young and aged where circled together.</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"> There were the ashes of Charles to spread in a meadow with more stories </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">to tell than there was time to reveal but will be echoed in firesides to come~. </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">~ A perfect coastal day with just enough reminders of fog to know where we were</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">among a heavy lush forest more ancient than anyone remembers ~ with smoke from sage, feather</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">fanned from abalone shells by Marc and Carolyn along with smoke rising from the fire pit announcing the Ceremony. </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">We were all surrounded and encompassed by the towering Redwoods and the Eucalyptus people listening, watching </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">ever so carefully, swaying to prayers offered and hearts harmonizing with voices toning OM together.</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">The directions honored with words by Toni carried by sounds of shakuhachi and Native American flute to remember </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">those ancient ones and our Ancestors who came before ~ who Charles invited into his life and honored land as Riantee’s </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">words and poems were offered to all, along with his ashes pressed into little clay bears hidden </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">like treasured remembrances to be found~~the voices of his children and friends also woven in a tapestry of </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"> </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">family threads that came together with grandchildren voicing testimonies to the energy of the future in</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"> this ritual of Loving expression~. Dancing, spontaneously arose with songs as the caller joined the dancers together </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">like in the days of old ~ and music and testimonials where</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">spoken through the sound system while the long line for the abundance of amazing food and wine was enjoyed.</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">~ As the din of daylight was changing and the fire pit lighting up near where the long table of the now quiet potluck was,</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">the alarm was sounded that the darkness of the night was arriving and soon it would be so dark that the only light would </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">be the glow of the fire pit which was piled high with paper plates and glowing in the faces of those gathering around for </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">it’s warmth and the night.</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">The folding of table cloths and collecting of chairs all being rapidly gathered as the night moisture was arriving </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">and the photos of Charles and his life and reflections were being collected and protected~~~ the big amazing photo </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">of Charles taken by Kyle did indeed depict Charles as eternal and majestic~.</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">~ Toni closed the directions to the music of flutes while those still there were cleaning and restoring the meadow for the </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">days to follow~. </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">Blessings to all who came to share your presence, offer prayers and to celebrate Charles and Riantee ~ thank you for </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">your beautifully prepared foods, flowers, music and loving hearts in the spirit of joyful celebration to honor and support in </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">countless ways by the giving nature of your heart~. It is this nature of community coming together that forges the bond</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">of safety and nurturance, healing and renewal of Love knowing it’s true Self~.</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">Thank you Charles and Riantee and All that Is~~and so it is...</div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">One Love </div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px;">Ron🙏</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><font size="4"><img src="cid:30E3B0A1-117A-49CD-9A82-68AE5204AFFC" alt="OIP-4.jpg"></font></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br></div><div><br><blockquote type="cite"><div>On 29 Sep 2025, at 9:33 a.m., Riantee Rand via Thespiritexpress <thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org> wrote:</div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><div><div>The forest is in suspension <br>awaiting in expectancy<br>the promised rain<br>but I no longer have to wait<br>for all my expectations were fulfilled <br>this last Saturday<br>when you all came with love <br>to bear witness to the last earthly parting.<br>Now I'll only communicate with Charles <br>on the celestial plane.<br><br>I wanted to thank all of you so much for helping me celebrate Charles’ life<br>and I’ll communicate more individually,<br>but in the meantime I wanted to tell Ron and Toni that they took <br>an essential part <br>in making this event what it was: PERFECT!<br><br>Avec tout mon amour<br>Riantee<br>_______________________________________________<br>Thespiritexpress mailing list<br>Thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org<br>https://lists.mcn.org/mailman/listinfo/thespiritexpress<br></div></div></blockquote></div><br></div></body></html>