Edger let me know that RiaD has died. She left us on December 18.
RiaDarlin’. Fairy dust and magic. but she had a bite. and she could write. she was fierce and brave. she didn’t have a sweet nature, but a kind and forgiving one. and Ria knew things, she just did.
whenever i see emeralds in the river or stand in the rain and melt into the ground, i will remember her. as the clouds march across the skies like floats in thanksgiving day parades, i will smile and think: Ria helped me see such things.
when the snow falls and the streets go silent and the darkness is lit by moonlight, i will let go her name and see her form in the moist frost, knowing that it’s magic. whatever they think it is and whatever they call it, physics or science or religion or nothingness. it is magic. we are magic. the universe is the sorcerer and we are hatchlings spread out and swirling around planets in great gaseous lights or walking, swimming, flying on a tiny blue dot in system with a sun.
she knew it and that life was everywhere, flowing as urgently in the still and static stone as the heart beating within her. i miss her. i will never forget her. and how to connect in a free fall.
i love you RiaDarlin’… peef.
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May the Goddess guide her on her journey to the Summerlands. May her family and friends and the world fine Peace.
I fell into tears just as I learned of RiaD’s passing. I think so many of us came to really KNOW her, in so many ways. . . and it’s hard to fathom that she is now gone.
Many of us knew her from way back in the early days of docudharma.com, and followed her from there.
Long ago, she had taken a picture of her surroundings out the back of her house. There were a few chairs and a lot of trees and fireflies buzzing all about and she called it “Firefly Theatre.” It was so unique and magical, such that I never, to this day, forgot. But that’s because she was unique!
Of course, we’re gonna’ miss her enormously!
May you rest in Shalom, dear Ria!
(Pf8, it’s a sad day for us!>
Your heart was always true, Ria. May you journey on to light the day . . .
Ria . . . you were a gentle reflection of the stars. You will be remembered, you will be missed, you will always be loved.
I will miss her earthly presence. Her welcoming nature and toughness were inspirational. I loved her garden updates and could almost picture myself in her yard. Thank you for posting that beautiful picture.
Ria.
You are missed.