We are going to have the memorial for Annie Raitt at the Space theatre in Ukiah, California Starting at 12 pm.
http://www.spaceperformingarts.org/contact.html
508 west Perkins Street,Ukiah CA 95482
(707) 462-9370
We are going to use the party planning site evite.com to manage how many people are coming, who should bring what, and how folks can carpool. the link to the evite is:
http://www.evite.com/app/publicUrl/FFWMZYXHWPCBUWWLWSAL/annieraitt
Lets make this a party to remember! Please tell anyone you know that might not have heard or who might not be online.
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I'm thinking we should try and do something at the ranch house, or maybe the talmage monastary? fetzers? one of her yurts? beams end? this group of people who are going to assemble are going to be pretty unique, given mom's abilities to attract some pretty interesting people. venue ideas anyone?
The Way of the Yurt
An upcoming book from David Raitt and Rob Goodfellow dedicated to the legacy of Annie Raitt who was the spiritual invisionary and co-imagineer and designer and co-founder of Vital Designs.www.yurtpeople.com
Like the Yurt, Mongolian spirituality originated long ago in the time of Stone Age hunters and gathers and Bronze Age herdsmen. As a religious and cultural tradition, Mongolian Shamanism is one of humankind’s oldest continuously-practiced belief systems – literally ancient wisdom that has stood the test of time. Likewise, the Yurt is one of humankind’s oldest styles of dwelling, and it too continues to have continued relevance in the modern world.
The Mongolian world view is characterised by a desire to live in balance with ‘Eternal Heaven’ and ‘Mother Earth’, or between the spiritual world and the natural elements of air, water and land – the very things that are so necessary for humankind’s continued survival.
According to the customary beliefs of the Mongolian people, the sun represents fire and the moon water. People who live in a Yurt are reminded of these natural elements every time they feel the sun’s warming rays or see the moon’s cool glow flooding through the round dome ceiling lens. Because of the Yurt’s unique design, people who live in this type of home often say they feel ‘connected’ with the natural world.
For many people this is a powerful counterpoint to the deep disconnection that is associated with living in an increasingly urban setting, one characterised by glass, concrete, plastic and fluorescent lightening, rather than the physical elements.
The way of the Yurt is in part about this simple connection, but as with the beliefs that gave rise to the Yurt dwelling thousands of years ago, it is also about balance. As the Mongolians believe, balance is primarily about being moderate, conscientious and considerate; it is about having reverence for the Earth – or as most people call it – ‘the environment’. Finally, it is about understanding the importance of taking responsibility for one’s actions. For these reasons, the increasing popularity of the modern Yurt is tied in with a re-discovered desire to minimize harm to our planet.
In the information-rich world of the 21st Century people are better equipped that at any time in history to combine the wisdom of the ancients and a deep knowledge of our own culture with new technologies that help make best use of the world’s finite resources.
Likewise, the connective-ness of the internet has put at our disposal vast amounts information. When combined with contemplation and reflection, this can assist us in becoming more considerate, reverent and responsible – at least in our choice of shelter.
This book is the story of a remarkable human dwelling – the Yurt, and the extraordinary people who have chosen to emulate nature by ‘living in the round’. It is about how the Yurt has enriched their lives, and how it can enrich your life too.
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Bay, I'm not sure Beam's End would be large enough, but she sure loved it there. Likewise she loved the monastery. I like the idea of the monastery if there's enough room. Too bad you can't have it under a bunch of redwoods.
I have been thinking over and over of this song she played a lot for me (and others) in the late 1990s. Here's the only lyrics I can find.
How Could Anyone Ever Tell You
A picture named Photo 4.jpgHow could anyone ever tell you,
You were anything less than beautiful?
How could anyone ever tell you,
You were less than whole?
How could anyone fail to notice,
That your loving is a miracle?
How deeply you're connected to my soul.
(Sung by Libby Roderick, Shaina Noll & others, on various albums.)
Here's a cleaner copy:
How could anyone ever tell you,
You were anything less than beautiful?
How could anyone ever tell you,
You were less than whole?
How could anyone fail to notice,
That your loving is a miracle?
How deeply you're connected to my soul.
(Sung by Libby Roderick, Shaina Noll & others, on various albums.)
Dear Bay,
I am your cousin Jennefer. I remember your mother as cousin Harriet or as affectionately called, "Hatsy. I have not seen your mother since the early 1960,s and remember a young woman with sparkly eyes, a wonderful smile and a passion for life. I'm so sorry that you had to lose your mother at such a young age. Fifty-nine is too young to die.
Come to think of it, Beams End could work. Are there any big Science of Mind retreat spaces near there?
Annie Sophia
'tis fitting I find
that u've passed on
beyond,
whilst chatting online,
And I wish, as you're gone..
To tell u how truly
u lifted my life,
like some cybery-siren,
or an e-mailing wife,
We trod 1n's n' 0's
knowing what's done is Donne;
now quantumly u've leapt,
forever
and anon.
..."Here and Now"
now... and gone,
can it be Earth has lost you
like the dew at the dawn?
Like the geese at the pond
taking flight for the morrow,
though I'm sick at the sight,
in my heart
there is sorrow..
.. a beggar at a banquet,
and knowing your love,
you'd greet such with smiles
like the wings to a dove
or flippers to dolphins
who rise on the waves
and mock with their smiles
the sourness of the grave
~Harmony
I haven't seen my first cousin formerly known as Harriet in many years. It must have been in Massachusetts... I remember her brilliant smile, and had the sense even in my youth that she understood things that the average person doesn't. I am sad for your loss.
Jane
I am Lee Perkins, the eldest of her siblings and she was always my little flower.
It will be so wonderful seeing all the people whose lives she touched and a lot will be around the Ukiah area. The Saturday Afternoon Club is a charming centrally located place that she liked. I think it could acccommodate about 300-350. The Fine arts building at the fairgrounds is bigger lots o' parking and also centrally located. It was also the sight of the Simple Living Workshops that we old Ukiah hippies remember so fondly. We should keep in mind accommodating the most people in an easy access place that us oldsters can get to.
Dear Bay, Arlo & David,
She didn't let the cat out of the bag-I am still in shock. I will try to make it to Ukiah on the 12th
I'm not sure that Saturday Afternoon Club is large enough, but I think the Fine Arts building is or the Covention Center downtown.
Love to all,
Chevy
I knew Annie as Sophia on the Spiritweb chats. She will always be remembered for her wit, wisdom, and charm.
Linda said...
I'm posting the lyrics to a song by Jana Stanfield Annie loved. She even had the bumper sticker with the song's title on it.
Annie used to book Jana for events through Great Speakers.
I hope the Jan. 12 celebration of her life includes some music!
I'm Not Lost, I am Exploring
Written by Jana Stanfield and Jerry Kimbrough
If I could look down on this path I walk
From somewhere way up high
I could see the crooked road that I have come
I walked a mile with sorrow
I walked a mile with joy
And now I'm less afraid of either one
For every tear I've cried
There's a smile I have earned
For every mile I walk, there's a lesson I've learned
Chorus:
I'm not lost, I am exploring
Life is an adventure worth enjoying
Though I may not know where I'm going
I am not lost, I am exploring
I am not lost, I am exploring
I am not lost, I am exploring
Some people choose to live their lives on quiet avenues
While others find a place in the parade
Some like me are seekers
We take the less traveled roads
Believing we can find a better way
And though I get discouraged
I won't be turning back
I have joy as my compass and faith as my map.
Repeat chorus:
I'm not lost, I am exploring
Life is an adventure worth enjoying
Though I may not know where I'm going
I am not lost, I am exploring
I am not lost, I am exploring
I am not lost, I am exploring
All of us are headed for the same destination
So why not blaze a travel that's got imagination
Repeat chorus
Dear Bay,
Have you considered the Lake Mendocino club house on Lake Mendocino Drive, near (what else) Lake Mendocino? They have both indoor and outdoor facilities for large groups, plus a full kitchen.
When will you make a final decision on location and time for the memorial?
On a personal note, I have been in contact with many of mine and Annie's mutual friends, sometimes being their initial source of the news of Annie's passing. Their shock and grief is difficult to experience, but it also brings home how Annie touched so many lives so profoundly.
What an extraordinary woman she was! Other friends/family (an eclectic group indeed) have done a great job of describing her. What I remember about her is all of those things, but most of all she was fun to be with! She was also one of the most intelligent people I knew. She always challenged the the status quo and never put up with anyone's bull, but she was still a great problem solver and unifier. She was always open to new ideas and experiences. I loved working with her and I loved playing with her!
The void Annie left will remain unfilled, save for the many wonderful memories I have of times and experiences shared with her. I don't think there is anyone else like her!
Annie, I loved you and will miss you.
Sharron
She was a very creative, nice lady even going back to highschool. Your pictures capture her radiant smile and fun loving nature. I'm so sorry for your loss. Carolyn Kressler
bay,
all my love...will see you at the memorial. if there's anything I can do, let me know. seriously.
peace, presence...
-LaSara
Namaste,
I knew Sophia in Spiritweb she always took time to chat with you no matter what her spirit radiated warmth and compassion. So sorry for your loss I will keep you in much healing white light.
May the Light Always Shine on your Path
JudyMoon
I knew Annie as Sophia or Zo at SpiritWeb, Innis Dubh, and at rainbow arts.
She was alwyas vibrant and upbeat and full of life and laughter. Though I never met her in person, she touched my life deeply with her personality and her willingness to listen.
Annie was not only one in a million, she was one in the whole Universe. As much as I an others who knew her at the chats miss her, we know that you miss her more deeply.
She will always be remembered as a sweet, wonderful woman who shared of herself with zest and vibrance, and lived her life the same way.
I don't care what anyone else says; I feel that Annie is anxiously awaiting for all of us she has shared her life with to pass the Veil and join her in her explorations. She'll be bouncing, hardly able to contain herself when we show up, and wil grab our hands and shout "WELCOME!" to us..and then say " Come and see what I found!"...that's Annie!
We were so shocked to learn of Annie's death. We didn't even know she was sick. She was always larger than life. It's hard to believe. I'm so sorry for her family's loss, for all our loss. I was sad she abandoned us to go to Seattle but we always thought we'd see her again.
As to the best place to gather, the ranch house would not be the greatest because of the roads and parking in this weather. The grove at Montgomery Woods is beautiful, but not if it rains. St. Mary's has a nice hall; we just had Patrick Healy's memorial there. Whatever you decide, let us know and we'll be there.
Phyllis
Annie was a powerful woman. I could feel her strength and warmth in her hugs. There was nothing wimpy about Annie.
Our paths crossed many times over the last 30+ years. I first met Annie at the Udder Truth on Greenfield Ranch in the mid-seventies. Annie and David were living cooperatively, along with a couple of other families. They even had a cow. I remember there was lots of cream at the Udder Truth. David kindly gave us instructions on building our yurt and helped at a roof raising party. Bay and my son, Calvin, became friends when they were young, and they still are the best of buds. In fact, Bay is our granddaughter, Tessa's godfather. Arlo was a student of mine in high school. Annie and I used to go to the same spiritual center. Since Ukiah is a rather small city by today's standards, Annie and I would run into each other will shopping at our coop. She always had time for a smile or an embrace.
Annie will live on in our hearts, and of course, her spirit lives on forever.
Love and Light,
JoAnn SkyWatcher
Miss Annie I didn't even know you and look at what a mess of joy you've left here! I've got happy tears. 'Twil be an amazement to meet you, light!
~willow from spiritweb~
Blessings to the family. I am sorry for your loss.
I knew Annie as Sophia on Rainbow Spiritweb chat. Sophia will be greatly missed by so many of us there who enjoyed her great wit and pithy way of expressing herself.
Acara
Sophia was a woman of character, I could notice in the way she expressed herself but at the same time she was sweet and compassionate. She showed interest on others projects as if they were hers. She was willing to construct me a hut down here at the Caribbean from where I am, even if she had to instruct me through Internet. I am so glad to have share with her at Rainbow Chat. Thanks to her family and those who have set this link which enable us to enjoy some pictures of this wonderful woman with whom we shared so many ideas, wishes, happiness and worries. We are One
((((((((((((((Annie-Sophia))))))))))
All my love to you!
Nana
*Sophia, what a precious being you ARE!*
*Carry on with beauty*
*(((hugs)))*
*You'll be missed here*
*I love you*
*You'll always be a part of The Mountain*
I am thinking of all of you as you gather to celebrate Annie's life. I went to high school with her. It was an odd coincidence that two cousins would attend the same small school in Worcester, a place neither of us exactly lived. The grey flannel uniform we wore was particularly at odds with Annie's free spirit. I mostly remember her laugh, which lit up us all. I am very sorry for your loss.
It must be 34 years now that I have shared in her infectious laugh-it will never leave me. She helped me construct a house, build countless friendship, empty untold bottles of wine and burn candles till the sun rose. She sewed my wedding clothes, introduced me to new thought, give me her place in the women's group, guided me and my brother during his transition. She was my mentor, my friend, and I will always love her.
Chevy
Dearest Sophia..Annie..Appreciation for all the times on the Mountain..Oh the parties we had..hunkas's included or not!!You are ever in here Sister...See you there...Deb.. The WolfWoman
Sophia you will always be to me, even though others called you Annie. I'll never forget meeting you, and the extremely astute comments you made, even when we were just getting to know each other. I'd have to say that of everyone on spirit web, you and maybe 3 others changed my life. Thank you, and I bet you're having fun!
Annie/Sophia and I met online in the SWC chat room and we hit it off immediately. I didn’t hear of Annie’s passing until the last part of Jan. I couldn’t believe it. I thought Annie was here to see the planets wonderful transition, I always envisioned her as one of the forerunners, I know she still will just from a different plane. I never go to funerals or memorials but I would have gone to Annie’s celebration. In fact unbeknownst to me I was very close being there, I was driving north of San Francisco on Hwy 1 Jan. 12th and I thought I wished Annie still live in Ukiah, I would swing over and see her. I still leave her cell number in my contacts and smile every time I see her name. I called her several times before Christmas and got a different voice message, now I know why.
As I said we met in the SWC chat room and an instant friendship developed. To this day it is a knee-jerk reaction to look for the name Sophia when I log in. We finally met at Bonnie Raitt’s home in Medocino for a birthday party for another one of the SWC’ers.
It was there Annie and I walked the beach for a few hours on a perfect weathered day.
That night, I exposed myself as the chatter named GOD…That! Was probably one of the most special nights of my life. What happened after telling Annie and the rest of the group who I was, the emotions that followed no words can describe, for some reason several of us cried. I will always be grateful to Annie for that very special evening, it stays in my heart. I miss her, even knowing that she is still here, just in another form. So Annie, my love to you...As always Ev
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