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DOVE WHITE Celebration of Life Tribute 8-2011 on Baldwin Beach, Paia, Maui, Hawaii

1. 1. 1.  Transcript on Dove’s Life, Legacy, and Remembrance

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  The opening moments of the transcript capture a casual, informal atmosphere, with brief exchanges and light-hearted banter. Early in the segment, there is mention of a “main kitchen” and some personal conversational fragments, suggesting a gathering of close friends or family. The tone is relaxed but shifts quickly towards a more serious and heartfelt sharing.

  

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  A significant transition occurs with the introduction of Shani from the Big Island, who offers a traditional “Mali chat.” This ritual underscores the theme of enduring love, connecting the present moment with ancestral and future generations. The passage communicates the cultural and spiritual depth of the gathering, emphasizing that the love shared is timeless and sacred.
• [04:19 → 06:05]
  The focus turns to Dove’s extraordinary final journey. This segment outlines her courageous decision to undertake a fasting process, during which she abstained from food and drink for many days. The narrative reveals Dove’s determination to cleanse herself physically and spiritually, supported by her three sons who witnessed and participated in this process. This sets the stage for the central theme of healing and reconciliation.
• [06:05 → 08:36]
  Dove’s sons play a pivotal role during her last days, accompanying her through moments of discomfort and eventual coma. The passage highlights the peaceful nature of her passing and the profound effect it had on her family, notably bringing her sons together and healing previously fractured relationships. The speaker warmly welcomes Dove’s presence in spirit, signaling the beginning of a series of personal tributes and reflections.
• [08:36 → 11:33]
  Personal anecdotes about Dove’s character and impact deepen in this section. A friend recounts intimate conversations with Dove, marked by her candidness and brevity. Dove’s “outrageous” friendship style and her insistence on truthful storytelling are celebrated. Importantly, Dove’s final act of healing her relationships with her sons is emphasized as a powerful, intentional accomplishment, revealing her strength and grace in the face of death.
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  Further reflections reveal Dove’s vibrant life, personality, and friendships. She is remembered as a minimalist with a strong sense of sacredness, someone who maintained deep connections despite constant change. A touching voicemail from Dove’s deathbed, expressing love and gratitude, serves as a poignant reminder of her enduring spirit. The narrator also shares a personal meditation experience where Dove’s presence was felt shortly after her passing, reinforcing the theme of ongoing spiritual connection.
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  This segment centers on a poem dedicated to Dove, written by a close friend who equates Dove with “Divinity.” The poem uses rich symbolism—the white dove descending from heaven and a black raven ascending from the earth—to explore themes of duality, love, and spiritual union. The poetic imagery conveys Dove’s elegance, passion, and unique presence. The poem recounts the deep and transformative relationship shared between the poet and Dove, filled with tenderness, desire, and mutual respect. It also narrates their meeting, the poet’s initial resistance due to age differences, and the eventual embrace of love and companionship lasting over a decade.
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  The poem concludes with a vivid depiction of Dove’s ongoing presence beyond physical absence. The narrator reflects on Dove’s laughter,

  kindness, and even her critical eye as an editor, metaphorically continuing to “edit” the poet’s work beyond death. Additional poetry from friends and an obituary are mentioned, underscoring the importance of preserving Dove’s literary legacy. The segment closes with an acknowledgment of the value of art and poetry in keeping Dove’s spirit alive after her passing.

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  Friends and companions share their personal stories and memories of Dove, highlighting her role as a lover, muse, and spiritual companion. There is a focus on Dove’s encouragement of others’ creative pursuits and her shared love of nature. The tone is intimate and warm, with expressions of grief tempered by joy for Dove’s freedom and spiritual flight, metaphorically described as a “whitebird.” One friend even performs a song dedicated to Dove, reinforcing the celebration of her life through music and poetry.
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  More testimonials emphasize Dove’s unique ability to deeply connect with people and speak truth without filters. Her courage, grace, and

  openness are repeatedly noted. A heartfelt letter from Claire Joscow, a close friend, offers a profound tribute, describing Dove as a soul sister and a maternal figure who transcended time and space. Claire’s words reflect the themes of trust, vulnerability, and shared life transitions — birth, death, love, and loss — all experienced in Dove’s company. The letter encapsulates the lasting impact Dove had on those around her and the ongoing spiritual bond they share.

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  The collective remembrance continues with expressions of gratitude and admiration for Dove’s wisdom. One participant paints the image of Dove as a “Wise Woman,” a figure embodying knowledge and serenity. This metaphorical portrait highlights Dove’s profound understanding, her ability to influence lives positively, and her steadfast commitment to truth and healing. A photograph of Dove by the water is shared, symbolizing her serene yet joyous spirit.
• [47:27 → 53:42]
  The gathering’s tone shifts towards closure as participants prepare to move to another location to continue sharing. There is an atmosphere of communal support and celebration, with gratitude expressed for the opportunity to honor Dove collectively. The music mentioned, including Astor Piazzolla’s “Adios Nonino,” one of Dove’s favorite pieces, adds a poignant and emotional layer to the remembrance, evoking themes of farewell and transcendence.
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  In the final moments, a reading from El Cidus encourages attendees to remember Dove not with sorrow but with joy and freedom, envisioning her as alive and evolving beyond physical death. This message reinforces the spiritual perspective that Dove’s essence continues to exist, offering comfort and inspiration. The closing includes a communal expression of love and farewell, inviting everyone to internalize the experience and carry Dove’s legacy forward in their hearts.

1. 1. 1. Key Themes and Insights

• Courageous Final Journey: Dove’s conscious choice to undertake a fasting process and face death with intentionality reflects her bravery and spiritual depth. Her journey was not just physical but a profound act of healing, especially reconciling with her sons.
• Love and Legacy: The ritual of the Mali chat and multiple poetic tributes emphasize that Dove’s love transcends time, connecting ancestors, the present, and future generations.
• Artistic and Spiritual Presence: Dove’s life as a poet, friend, and spiritual seeker is celebrated through poems, songs, and shared memories, highlighting her artistry and wisdom.
• Truth and Authenticity: Friends consistently note Dove’s fearless honesty and openness, qualities that allowed her to form deep, meaningful connections and offer life-changing gifts to others.
• Continuity Beyond Death: The recurring motif of Dove as a “whitebird” and the reading from El Cidus affirm a belief in the ongoing presence of the soul, providing comfort and a framework for grief transformed into joyful remembrance.
• Community and Support: The gathering itself, with shared stories, music, poetry, and rituals, illustrates the power of community in honoring a beloved individual and sustaining their memory.

1. 1. 1. Conclusion

This transcript offers a rich, multilayered tribute to Dove — a woman of passion, wisdom, and love whose life and death left a profound mark on her community. Through storytelling, poetry, music, and heartfelt testimony, those who knew her celebrate her legacy, affirm her spiritual journey, and commit to carrying her memory forward. The narrative intertwines themes of healing, friendship, artistry, and transcendence, creating a tapestry of remembrance that honors both the complexity and the beauty of Dove’s life.

Transcript

00:36

So get in your truck. You can ride through that.

01:03

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

01:17

That’s good. That’s good.

01:44

The most amazing thing is that we’ve got five things that are, you know, very close. Yeah, it looks like the main kitchen. Well, the biggest thing is, was she married to you? No. Oh, I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know.

02:14

So, darlings, let’s use the road rules to bring us here. 

so so

03:18

oh oh

03:48

O Kea Kua Kula Iwi Kea Loa O Kea Kua Kula Iwi

04:19

Shani has come to us from Big Island to offer a Mali chat, which they had the love of the Mali. The translation of this is, the love we are sharing today is not only a love of today, but has been passed to us from ancient times. The love we are sharing today is not only a love of today, it shall be passed on to future generations.

04:52

Hi, I’m just going to get past this around so everybody can smell it. It’s pretty though.

05:10

E hara i te mea Nona ene te aroha Nona ati ikuna Tuku iho, tuku iho E hara i te mea

05:40

Wow.

06:05

So I wanted to give a few details and anyone who knows more can just add some and we’ll go around the circle and everyone share what they want to share. Doug had a extraordinary mission that she talked about for many years, as you know, and

06:29

She courageously set out on her journey and brought her three sons together to be witness for the final journey. She went into a place of no eating and no drinking, as you know, and started to bathe after about nine or ten days.

06:59

Her sons were with her. She went through some processes and some anger and she really cleansed herself again.

07:14

And well, both of them came to the store and to ease her discomfort in some ways. And then she lapsed into a coma and the boys decided to withdraw the morning because they could see that she was really uncomfortable and they wanted her consciousness to be clear in the last days.

07:39

And so it was a very peaceful past. And it brought her two sons together, which was her first. I could feel her here. Welcome, Dove. Yeah. Welcome, Dovey. And her eldest son, David, just called as we were setting this up.

08:12

So, Doya has made this collection of some of her poems, and there weren’t quite enough to go around, but I’m sure if you ask her, she’ll make a few more. And so, share your stories with Doya.

08:36

Well, I want to share my story right now, because it has to do with two aspects of God. And one of them was that when I spoke to her personally, when she was telling me what her plans were,

08:58

And she said, okay, I have five minutes. I’m going to tell you my plans. And after that, then I want to find out how you are. And then that’s the end of the conversation. And I said, oh, okay. So she told me what she was going to do, as Lili said. And she said, now how are you? And I said, how am I? I said, how are you? She said, I’ve told you everything. I don’t want to say any more about it.

09:23

I just want to know how you are. So I told her how it was. And she said, oh great, five minutes is up, have to hang up. I said, Bob, wait a minute. I said, I just want to let you know that I really love you. And I said, you’ve been the most outrageous friend I have ever had. And she was. She was. She was outrageous. So brave. You all have to go away. Okay.

09:54

All right. Thank you. Thank you. So the other one was? This is the outrageous part. She wanted to make sure that you were telling the story the right way. Yeah, this is the song that you would play underneath the outrageous part. And then the motorcycle driver showed up.

10:24

Did you get that on the camera? She couldn’t resist that last word. Okay, done. Got it. The outrageous part was that she knew the work that she had to do in her dying. She did it perfectly. I don’t know whether she was aware of it,

10:53

work that she did as for her dying whether she created it or didn’t create it it was weird because David told me that she was very sick so

11:06

What she did was to heal her relationship with those boys. That was the thing that she had to do in that last bit of work. And she, by golly, if she didn’t do it, she did it beautifully. And they fell in love with her. And they have such great admiration for the courage that she had. And that’s what caused that split to come back together again. And she healed that.

11:33

for herself as well as for those guys. So that was so powerful. And very Dove-like. Yes, very Dove-like. I can share about Dove in the pictures I’m sending around. There’s one picture where we’re hugging each other and that was…

12:00

I don’t know how many years we go back, a long time. And she was 10 or 11 years older than I, which was really cool for me being in my 40s, I guess, when I met her.

12:18

because she was always having new boyfriends, new husbands, writing books, going to Hana, going, you know, setting up, and she’d say, okay, I’m moving, and the next thing I knew, everything would be neatly packed, and she was sort of a minimalist, but always had these beautiful, sacred objects, and we just, and she always remembered my kids’ birthdays, sent me cards,

12:48

And one of the few people who ever wrote letters, you know, as you probably all have experience. She’d write beautiful letters and cards. And then we’ve just stayed very close over the years. And she also called me…

13:12

when she still had the plan to move to Big Island. And it was so funny. Bonnie and I kind of laughed about it because she was so secretive. You can write to my Vermont address and leave a message there. And I’m like, duh, how am I? And she says, but come see me on Big Island. And I’m like, well, how will you know when I’m coming? But I knew it would work if she did make it there. But then she didn’t call me and say she…

13:41

You can change your mind. And then I actually, I was just listening to my messages today, and Deb called me from her deathbed. And I still have the message. And her message was love. And it was just even from that place of, you know, the last, I think it was a couple days before she left or whatever, before she went to the coma.

14:16

And he loved all of us. He was grateful for all of us. And so I still have the message on there. And it’s pretty special. I don’t know what else to say about it other than we spent lots of time, we were mermaids together, broke.

14:46

And I also, a couple days after she died, I was meditating, and all of a sudden, there she was. So she is, how long, what day did she die? So it’s just a little over a month, so she’s still 40 days, she’s been at 40 days.

15:16

I’d like to share a poem.

15:41

This was Dove’s favorite stained glass window. It’s a window I made in 1988, and it was in my goddess temple. And it’s called A Poem for Divinity. I called her Divinity. Divinity? Divinity. You were a dove. And this, by the way, this is a white dove. This was a dream I had in 1988, a white dove.

16:11

descending from heaven, and a black raven ascending from the earth. And they met in pure golden light and vanity. And it was the whole teaching of non-duality. And the next day, I made the statement, I was going to go, a dove, I always loved that. You were a dove descending from heaven. Your white wing was one with…

16:36

i was an obsidian raven ascending from the underworld my way was one with the unknowable mystery you were drawn to light and lightness did not enter easily into conflict your house was filled with

16:59

I was drawn to the not yet conscious, to the primordial beauty of love, and swam with conflict like underwater lightning, a portal into deeper intimacy. You filled my heart with flowers. I brought to yours a quality of love you could secretly

17:30

Thank you.

17:30

we met in the golden space beyond darkness and light we touched through our unwavering honesty the gold again and inexplicably again through love’s invisible alchemy the wing of the moon became the wing of the night became the song became the sangha became the unknown

18:00

Intrigued by your feral beauty, your elegance, tenderness, directness, and laughter, I surrendered into your love, relinquishing my arsenal of excuses with a humble vow of gratitude. Everything you did was elegant.

18:23

The way you brushed your long, beautiful hair. The way you tied your sarong close to your breast. The way you dried your body after swimming naked in the pools near Hana. The way you prepared a meal. The way you set the table and slowly went to the temple. Every gesture was elegant.

18:52

A Scorpio woman of passion and radiant desire. Your sensuousness was like bursting pink bougainvillea. I remember the first time you showed up at my house. 1989, I think.

19:13

I had just returned from Aotearoa. My body was jet-lagged and half-asleep. We sat on the weathered blue stairs in front of my small kitchen. Your Shakti swirled like a luminous helix of circuits, like graded colors in an evening sky. You asked if you could make love with me in your eyes tonight.

19:42

Who is this woman, I secretly wondered, so blunt and tender at the same time? You were the age that my mother was when she died. My ageism was exposed as I listed the reasons why I could not be your wife.

20:09

You listened politely and patiently, tenderly massaging my tired feet. Then quietly you leaned into my body, kissing me like a river kisses the sea. You soon thereafter claimed me as your lover.

20:32

And today, nearly thirteen years later, I place a small handmade box of ashes of your once vibrant body on my altar, so caringly placed in a ziplock bag wrapped in a lavender cloth by one of your sons.

20:53

I feel you leaning into me still, beloved dove. I feel the wingtips of your ageless soul like never-ending branches of a deeply rooted monkeypod tree, gazing into my window from eternity’s gap.

21:13

Your absence has blossomed into presence. I can still hear your laughter and feel you lavishing me with your adoration and kindness, offering generously, like you so often did, your samurai’s, editor’s sword of truth and violence.

21:35

Yes, here you are, still editing my poetry, cutting out words here and there, anything superfluous, even as I write this eulogy love poem. Yesterday I received an email from a friend who wrote the following poem for a 32-year-old friend who was cremated last week.

22:00

I will end with Elias’s beautiful words, since I am falling into the wordless place where everything is music, where we met nakedly so many times, and where we will continue to meet again and again, beloved sister and lover.

22:26

As snow is to water, as blossom is to fragrance, as flame is to light, as a kiss is to love, as the ticking of a clock is to this moment now, so was the life of your body to the living one. Your body died.

22:49

Its snow turned to water, its blossom turned to fragrance, its flame turned to light, its kiss turned to love, its movements turned to presence, and its life returned to the living. You are free. No gravity, no pain, no effort.

23:14

Your loved ones send your tired body back now, through this womb of flame and sea, back to where it was before you came to earth. And you, born in light, body of light, you are free.

23:34

As snow is to water, as blossom is to fragrance, as flame is to light, as a kiss is to love, as the ticking of a clock is to this moment now, so is the life of your body to the living one. Wow. Can you pass that around so we can see that picture? Thank you.

24:06

I want to share just so many amazing stories. About a year ago, a dove called me. I was out in the garden watering. And I said, dove, I have to water. The trees are very, very dry. About an hour and a half. I need to masturbate. And I need time.

24:29

I really like to make love to myself slowly. And I was just so honest and so out there. I said, okay, I’ll call you back in an hour and a half.

24:57

If I was going to read or would like to read a couple of her poems, I would want it to be the one that I put first and then the one that I put last. I can’t hear you at all. A little louder. She had sent these to me in no specific order. Let me get my eyeglasses. We understand.

25:20

By the way, this was hers. That’s why I’m wearing it. She gave it to me. Are these her colors? So I’ll try to project my voice. The first poem that I put into this book is, these were all written by Doug.

25:43

is called the Women’s Writing Circle. And I was never in her writing circle, however, we did exchange back and forth from Vermont to Maui these different poets. I would send her poems, she would send me poems, and that’s how I ended up with this collection of poetry works.

26:02

Around we go, sharing our caring, our passions, our compassion. In turn, we reveal revolving cycles of our changing ways of being ourselves. Telling our stories, we resource with tender moments, glimpses of our vulnerability, each to each, heart to heart, to each.

26:30

I watch you for inspiration of who I am. I listen to you to hear what I may not yet know. I follow you so I may lead myself into fullness. Moment by moment an opening occurs as I find truth I always knew and yet was afraid to acknowledge.

26:52

I am strong. I am brave. I am honest. I am good. I am beautiful as I am. I am girl child, woman prone. As through your girl child, woman prone, I am ever born anew.

27:18

so then there’s 28 of them all together and the last one is this one prayer of hope oh great spirit within all may we have strength to know with assurance that we are those who can lead the way may we be renewed to radiate a kindness that awakens thoughts of thriving may we be sustained

27:46

May we evolve into truth to empower the visions that encourage change. We listen for guidance to unify wisdom, spend joy, and release peace into the community.

28:09

So there’s 26 more of them. They’re all beautiful. Wonderful. The first page is the obit that we see. And how will we be able to get a copy of those? Well, somebody might be able to take the staples out and make

28:27

And make more coffees. I went and made a dozen of them. That was so sweet of you. I put the rest of them there. If anybody wants to be able to do that, that would be better. Thank you for doing that. Thank you so much. That was so beautiful.

28:48

So I think one of the things when you’re an artist or you’re a painter or a poet or whatever, if you’re unsung or unpublished and you pass away, then all your work and your love and your art and your beauty all passes with you. So I was hoping in this small way that poetry, which is really beautiful poetry, can stay alive. So anyone who wants to read copies, thank you.

29:17

Yeah, me too. I wanted to talk a little bit about her role in my life. It’s like a lover without a study. She probably knew me better than me.

29:49

We had a funny kind of relationship, but she loved my poetry and was very encouraging of it a lot, as well as my songwriting. And it was kind of how we got started to know each other, but then we started realizing how much we loved nature together. And we spent a lot of time right on this beach, going walking up and down. I would meet her here, and we would walk up and down this beach.

30:19

I’m not sure I was telling her some sad story about some mother or something. And she’d always make me laugh. She was very compassionate.

30:34

When I heard she passed, I had sadness in my heart that I wouldn’t see her, but I had this over-joyous sense of her freedom and her flying like a dove, and I would like to sing a song. I have to stand to sing. Yay! The song came to me after a really profound

31:05

We had that in common, too. We were both Sufis, but then she gave up Sufism, and oh, it was so funny. We had such long conversations about spirituality, too. It’s wonderful. But the song is for you, Deb. Whitebird leads… I’ve got to start it lower, sorry. Whitebird leads the way into the light.

31:36

White Bird leads the way into the night. Come with me into the mystery. Come with me into the peace.

32:06

White bird, sail on. Sing us your love song. White bird, sail on.

32:34

Whitebird meets the way into the light Whitebird meets the way into the light Come with me

33:04

Into the mystery Come with me Into the leaves Whitebird sail on Sing us your love song

33:34

Whitebird sailor, sing us your true song.

33:56

Just to see her writing, I know a lot of people see her cards and the way she would write to us. There are very few people that like the way that she did. Now.

34:14

And I was remembering when I lived with her and I, you know, cordless phone, I was always walking around talking on the phone. No, she had a cord phone, she had a chair that she sat and she made every one of her telephone conversations her complete attention as opposed to those of us who walk around with the phone doing other things, you know.

34:36

Like she wrote notes. And no computers. And no computers. Oh, no. That’s pretty amazing. No computers. Oh, no. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No.

35:01

Which is one of the most referred to, they get some zillions of hits, that the canoe planes. Yeah, that she did this whole study of the canoe planes.

35:17

Yeah, the Tahitian island. Island time. Yeah, yeah. Island time. Yeah, you too. Okay. I had pasta. They had pasta. Okay. Yeah.

35:38

All my pictures are buried under something. There was a picture of you and me. Here it is. I’m fascinated by the many, many, many course of relationships that I’ve had. And who’s this right here? Bonnie. Oh. I would call her, in Vermont,

36:06

And she played a very big part in my life in that way.

36:30

And she had this ability to be able to relate to whatever each person’s… I gotta tell you, I don’t know if any of you know Shali? Yes. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Shali lived on our land. Shali was a man who had a very unfortunate relationship with his wife.

37:00

He was a shady man during the duration of their relationship. So she had this beautiful, beautiful wedding, tuning in to each person for what their qualities were.

37:26

And I too had messages from her, and two of them I still have. And one of the things that, I think, when we started studying, she had this amazing ability to be so exact about everything she was doing. And when she called me about moving to Auburn, she told me every detail. What the neighbors, what the garden was, where she was going to go shopping on her first day.

37:56

But I would like to recall that I saw

38:31

It’s a little challenging. I’ll try it louder.

38:52

Much better, yay! Oh, okay. Crisis of the heart. All classic symptoms came crashing through my body last week. As I lay dying, sensations of great pain and physical form ceased. I became white and fluffy. Cloud-like.

39:23

as I allowed happiness to have me. On either side, loved ones held my hands. Their voices cried, don’t go. We want you to stay. I listened and returned with joy and grace. So she knew what it was like to cross over again and

39:53

She just came back to spread more love. She did stay with me. She said she didn’t think I would stay with her. She didn’t think I would stay with her.

40:18

Wow. One of Doug’s very dear friends, Claire Joscow.

40:30

who now lives in the South Pacific sent me a letter and asked if I would read this. So this is from there. And I had sent you that beautiful photograph of the woodland cave when the baby was born. So beautiful. It’s picked up over there. While words are limiting at best,

40:56

Here is what I would like to add to this circle of honor and remembrance for our beloved sister, Doe. I’m going to wait until they’re finished.

41:12

Dove was one of those rare and special friends who shared deeply in my life, always in meaningful and lasting ways. From the moment we first met at the whale’s nest in Lihikulapana, I knew she was someone I could trust deeply.

41:31

And we were able to share on those levels of reality that bypass superficiality and seem to link up straight to the essence of whatever is going on. No holds barred.

41:46

We had been blessed to share the joys and lessons of life transitions, births, deaths, beginnings and endings of one another’s life partner relationships, and the care and support that brings love to bear in all these times and matters of the heart. A trait of Dove’s that stands out is her openness to notice and share what is really going on.

42:14

what she feels and perceives without holding back due to the usual social acceptance filters that are commonly interjected into our friendships, our relationships with one another. A beautiful example of truth in motion.

42:33

Combining her natural gifts and her years of experience learned through her own explorative studies and the lessons that naturally come of living a wide open life, Dove seemed to live from a state of courageous grace.

42:50

entering into each new moment with the sensitivity and boldness to share from her inner point of experience, integrating truth and putting it right on the table for the recipient, me, to understand and gain what I could. This has resulted in numerous life-impacting gifts that I carry with me always.

43:17

I’m deeply happy for the beautiful times that Dove has been an integral and supportive part of many of my life’s bigger moments, in the early part of my soul partnership relationship, Hana, and wedding with Michael, up on the slopes of Mount Shasta, to the wondrous birth experience of our daughter, Shanaya, in Makawa in 1989.

43:42

and to other beautiful visits and exchanges through the decades that will always remain etched in my soul. I feel that Dove has been more than a sister and close friend in a way that transcends the element of time as we know it in this life. Perhaps many of you have such an experience with birds.

44:07

In recent years, Dove has told me she considered me as a daughter, something very precious to my heart, and she has surely filled in for me in many ways for the mother that I lacked in this lifetime, for which I am deeply blessed and grateful. Yet I always see her young, lively spirit and feel her as more of a soul sister, and thus I trust that our connection continues through the broader spectrum,

44:37

of family love that exist beyond the confines of time. Today, in this sacred circle for Dove, may she know and feel our honor of who she is, and how she has touched and moved in our lives, and how her own life, lived and shared, has contributed to making each of us bigger and brighter souls in our own life’s journeys.

45:06

May all our friendships continue in the eternal realms, and may our love continue to shine and grow. Much love to you, dear Dove, always. Claire. Wow. Wow. I know that JJ has some music that he wants to share with us. I think it would be good time, because time is marching on towards sunset.

45:34

Yeah. As he’s getting that ready, I’d just like to make one statement, and I need to follow that letter and what you all expressed. I totally duplicate these beautiful words that have been said about Doug, and I’ve known her probably close to 30 years.

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And to me, she was an incredible being. I witnessed all those different parts of her. But the part that I found strongest was Dumb the Wise Woman. And so for me, it’s like sometimes I just used to paint a painting over her, kind of, of Dumb the Wise Woman. And I know you can all see her right now with her hair kind of…

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down and that look on her face that, you know,

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And her knowledge was so incredible and so wonderful. And the way she applied it, it made a difference in her life. I mean, she had said that for 25 years. You know, I don’t know why everybody’s so upset about that. All we have to do is stop drinking. You know? And then she, like, looked at us and said, see? So…

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I just wanted to paint that beautiful wise woman picture over her picture. And this picture was taken a lot of years ago. I’m not sure when. But Dove loved the water. And this picture of her, her face to me is like that beautiful, serene, but joyous wise woman that I hold her as. So I’m just going to pass it around. There’s her face. Absolutely. Absolutely.

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Thank you. Thank you. My darlings, or come to the restaurant and we can share. Yes, we will. If you didn’t get the message, we’re going to Moana Cafe to share more restaurants. Oh, I thought they were yours. No.

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Thank you.

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Thank you.

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hmm

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Thank you.

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Once I’m moving, I’m on my own. I have to just play up and down.

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White light for Dove. Bye, Walter.

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And it goes on, and on, and on. And it’s as complex, and it’s as deep, and it’s as emotional, and it’s as passional as gold. And this was composed

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by Astor Piazzolla in October of 1959 in New York City as a requiem for the passing away of his father.

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And this is perhaps his most known internationally piece that is called Adios Nonito. And it was one of Dove’s favorite pieces of music. So… And you played it on the radio, eh?

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Are we? Yeah, the day she died. Lily let me know in the morning and I opened the program with her. So I think we are to move closer to the sea. I’d like to share the point, if you probably have heard me say it before, of El Cidus, which says so much.

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Think of her not as someone to mourn for. Think of her rather as joyful and free, exploring God’s company while never forgetting the one stuck behind you, appearing, appearing.

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smiling and laughing to find herself living. She is as alive now as you and I, with new perceptions and new understandings, knowing at last that she will never die. So let’s launch our beloved dove.

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We love you dad!

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Maybe everybody could just take it in.