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from Cooz & Sapna

Dear Family of Friends,

The ceremony we held to commemorate the bench and tree and to lay Lolly’s ashes was magical thanks to the presence and involvement of every single person who was there–it all came to be out of love and every bit of that was felt.

This past year has been a long journey and along the way it has 'rained roses' in so many incredible ways to remind us that Lolly is always nearby. Lolly once told his parents that if anything ever happened to him he would like a ‘simple’ ceremony, with a plain casket and for his ashes to be placed at the base of a tree. Since he has passed away there have been services and ceremonies held internationally from Vancouver to Windsor, Ireland to England and even in Rome; his writing has been published; a beautiful website has been created; he's been given an honorary diploma from St. Clair College and the Paul Lawton Memorial Scholarship has been established; the first Lollypalooza concert was held; his ashes have been spread widely, from the small garden of a church adjacent to Goodison Park (GO BLUES!) to the top of Mount Kilimanjaro.

We have honoured him in so many ways and now we've done as he wished–his ashes are by a tree and we had a simple ceremony where the love and the music went on and on and on...

The priest at the Goodison Park service read the following poem and it is a message I'm sure our Lolly would pass on:

When I Am Gone Release Me Let Me Go

When I am gone release me let me go,
I have so many things to see and do,
You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears
Be happy that we had so many years.

I gave you my love, you can only guess
How much you gave me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown,
But now it's time I traveled on alone.

So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must.
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It's only a while that we must part,
So bless the memories within your heart.

I won't be far away, for life goes on
So if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near
And if you listen with your heart you'll hear
All my love around you, soft and clear.

And then, when you must come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile and say
"Welcome home”.

Anon.

The following words were written by Lolly:

We are not from here. We came here and we will undoubtedly leave here. Life is our journey home, and like all journeys, especially long ones, there will be trials and suffering, joy and adventure. We must accept them all. If we came from anywhere we came from love. Love is stronger and more powerful than any tangible thing this world can offer. It is more powerful than any law (as Gandhi proved), and to those that truly embrace it, more powerful than even the threat of torture and death (the saints and the martyrs proved this). It invokes compassion instinctively, and without contrivance, it breeds humility, it lives in tears of grief and joy. It grows and is nurtured when it comes into contact with itself, it lives on even when the body's journey is ended. It started the world, it sustains the world and our love for one another will travel with us and grow until we meet again.


To truly honour Lolly now is really quite simple–think about what Lolly would do and DO IT–pass a smile to a stranger; help in your community; give to the needy; be brave with your creativity and share your gifts of music or words or art or dance; follow your passion; be truthful to yourself; pay attention with your eyes; listen to what others have to say; ramble on, and most important, whenever possible–don't use your off button.

Go on then...

Peace & Love,
Cooz & Sapna

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