Christmas Past

The Gift of Remembrance

Dear Reader;

I still cannot watch this without weeping. My father, mother, grandfather, grandmothers, aunts and uncles, each one deeply missed. Each generation, a world that gives away for other worlds to come. How precious life is…

This video was made from a collection of old photographs shared by my dear cousin. It took my breath away to see loved ones long-transitioned, brought to life again before my eyes.

And there I am in white, looking exactly like the creature from another planet that I am, somehow born into an Earth family.

Instead of saying, ‘youth is wasted upon the young’, perhaps we should say - ‘the sweet treasure of each moment is the greatest gift of growing old.’

The text is from the title transmission DEAR HUMAN CHILD, available at www.dearhumanchild.com.

much love, Adi