I have just come back from an ashes burial. There were two caskets and both people had been dead for some time. I had arranged to meet the two relatives in the church and arrived a little early. They said there was only them, everyone else had died off so we went to the graveside early. It was a precarious bit of cliff with no flat bits and we were sliding a bit so I got on with it. A quick look around revealed several more graves with the same family name so I could only agree......there were no other mourners. They were already there!
We said our prayers, did the ashes to ashes bit and finished and as we walked away several other people arrived for the event. Two of them I knew well and had done the funeral of their mother...they asked if I'd used the Celtic prayer I had used for their mother as it was very beautiful. I had. Here it is.
Into the freedom of wind and sunshine....we let you go
Into the dance of the stars and the planets....we let you go
Into the winds breath and the hands of the star maker....we let you go
We love you, we miss you, we want you to be happy.
Go safely. go dancing, go running home.
This is the prayer I say at my daughters grave which is just a little way along the creek!
A lesson learned here....even when there seems to be no point in waiting its best to wait for the allotted time!