[Dialogue] For Sandra

[jsanders at bconnex.net]

Dear Sandra, 

We never told you how much you have been in our hearts and prayers these
last months.  You have given us courage to 'sing the bones back together'. 
We'll continue to see you in your deeds and love, to talk with you when we
need courage, to have a good laughter together.  

Love, Jan Sanders and Richard Sims

Original Message:
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From: Doug Druckenmiller dpat23 at msn.com
Date: Sun, 23 Jan 2011 09:35:59 -0600
To: OE at wedgeblade.net, Dialogue at wedgeblade.net
Subject: [Dialogue] For Sandra


Sandra,

 

You and I have shared the mountain top after the long march in the desert of
the ICA-USA.  These past three years have been a wonder to me.  Full of
dread and awe, despair and hope as we toiled to turn once again.  This is a
time for hymns.  The one most dear to me is "Harvest time".  We sang this
recently in Chicago at the PJD workshop where there was a true re-emergence
of spirit, which you have worked so hard for within the ICA. I wish I was
there to sing this with you, but that will have to wait for another time, in
the sweet by and by.

 

                The seed I have scattered in springtime with weeping 

and watered with tears and with dews from on high.

Another may shout when the harvesters reaping,

Will gather my grain in the sweet by and by.

 

      Refrain:

Over and over, yes, deeper and deeper 

My heart is pierced through with life's sorrowing cry

But the tears of the sower and the songs of the reaper

Shall mingle together in joy by and by.

By and by, by and by, by and by, by and by.

Yes the tears of the sower and the songs of the reaper

Shall mingle together in joy by and by.

 

Another may reap what in springtime I've planted

Another rejoice in the fruit of my pain.

Not knowing my tears when in summer I fainted

While toiling sad-hearted in sunshine and rain.

 

The thorns will have choked and the summer sun blasted

The most of the seed which in springtime I've sown.

But the lord who has watched while my weary toil lasted

Will give me a harvest for what I have done.

 

   Coda:

Then palms of victory, crowns of glory, 

palms of victory, I shall wear.

 

Namaste Sandra

 

Dr. Douglas A. Druckenmiller

Past Board President

ICA-USA

 



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