Eulogy

January 20, 2010

A Eulogy for Reginald Hirst, born 8/13/1920; departed 1/18/2010

My Uncle Reg's early upbringing was quite challenging, which led him to be quite pragmatic, but he was a fun-loving and witty man, and well read - especially in history.

His values tended to revolve around duty and immediately after my own father's death, he accepted the responsibility of providing for his brothers' children. Mainly through habit, we continued to call him Uncle Reg, but he truly possessed some of the best qualities of a father.

In my teenage years, Uncle Reg and I had our problems, but in later years, we got on very well and enjoyed quite a few lengthy phone chats. Over time, I came to understand his nature and the challenges that life presented to him.

Uncle Reg was quite young when he lost his own parents and he was required to lead a stoic life, so he was somewhat detached from society in general. Despite this, he possessed excellent social skills - which were especially evident when we brought someone home to meet him. Oddly enough, this social charm actually hid the fact that he was rather shy. Furthermore, Uncle Reg could be very sympathetic and caring, but his personal sense of independence and duty made it quite difficult for him to accept the same from others.

If I never made the point clear to him in mortal life, I sincerely thank him for all his sacrifice and dedication to me, and for enduring my reactionary years.

Thanks DAD, for everything. I'm heartened that my original father will assist in your transition. As a child in the orphanage, you cried for your brother Leslie to take you away - now, he finally has. For that, I'm truly happy. I'll see you all on the other side...

Your Loving mortal son, Kenneth

October 22, 2004

A Eulogy for my Mother

For mother's departure: Lucille Hirst (09/27/1914 to 10/12/2004), and read at her funeral.

As a child, I did not comprehend or realize the meaning of my mother's love--the conscientiousness, the caring, and wanting the best for me. As an adult, I understand it all too well, and appreciate it all the more.

My mother loved to cook, and she was really quite good at it. Everything she made looked good, smelled good, and tasted good, and I loved every bite--except of course for the vegetables! I'll always remember those wonderful breads, cakes and desserts, which even today I try to emulate. I'll also remember her Welsh expressions of saying goodnight and closing a door.

My mother had many challenges in life, and I'm complimented that she saw something of herself in me. One of her most endearing traits was a capacity to give her maternal love equally amongst her children. It is the memories of my mother's love that brings comfort and peace of heart, especially now and likely even more so in the future.

Thanks mum, for everything. I sincerely hope you can forgive my not being here in person and I hope your transition goes smoothly; I'll see you on the other side...

Love and Light;

Your Loving son, Kenneth

December 27, 1995

A Eulogy for Christine

The following is my final message to my sister, and read at her funeral.

Christine had at times a sensitive yet persistent nature. A reliable and practical person who appreciated the finer sensitivity of others. She was warmhearted, trustworthy and very loyal. While she strove to establish her own emotional security, the Earth proved to be a significant challenge as she was extremely sensitized to her experiences while empathetically accessing the feelings of people around her. Such sensitivity formed deep emotional and vulnerable feelings, which manifested in certain conditions in order to protect her.

It was always important for Christine to be understood and loved, and she received strong influences from her unconscious mind that were not always easy to integrate into the conscious mind. Christine was forced to endure many hardships, and the acceptance of such challenges by her soul must be considered as being quite noble. For eventually, such people seem to become the ultimate sacrifice for others to learn true compassion and service.

It is also a lesson to learn that we must not judge the condition or persona of someone, but realize that each of us embraces a persona for the soul to express itself, in order to experience and learn many things. With Christine's higher than normal sensitivity to medication, such people are particularly vulnerable to its influence. Therefore, while trying to escape from much of the conscious pain she was enduring, it is my perception that she slipped and fell into the elements of an English waterway.

No matter what the circumstances are, it is important for all of us to assist Christine in her transformation to a new life. As our thoughts are energy, and as we scientifically know we cannot destroy energy, the thoughts and consciousness of Christine lives on. If we send good thoughts, meditate or pray for her comfortable passage, it will help Christine enormously. It also helps us understand the deeper meaning of Death.

In conclusion, I want to thank you Christine for assisting me in my understanding of life. Love and Light to you my sister-I'll see you in the light.

Your Loving Brother, Kenneth.