Bryan Tilford, Beloved B, you will be missed.

A beloved spiritual brother chose today to drop his Earth robes.  We first met back in the late 80’s when I was at WFIT. The sadness of losing a loved one is made bearable by knowing we left nothing unsaid between us. We’ll meet again, Beloved B.
Rumi says: On the day I die, don’t say he’s gone. Death has nothing to do with going away.  The sun sets, and the moon sets but they’re not gone.  Death is a coming together.  The human seed goes down into the ground like a bucket, and comes up with some unimagined beauty. Your mouth closes here, and immediately opens with a shout of joy there. Continue reading →