THE ANGEL OF SASS
On Good Friday morning, our friend, mentor and soul sister Cathie passed away. Like those of you who know her, I have a huge hole inside of me. She called me her “Anam Cara” – Celtic for friend of my soul – and the sentiment was very much mutual. Cathie was one of the few people in my life who actually told me, “I’m proud of you.” We both endured religious-driven bigotry, harsh abuse that was claimed to be love, and we were able to assist each other with healing some of the pain and suffering. Cathie was the biggest supporter and fan of my writing and poetry and the job just wasn’t complete until I had shared the latest piece with her. She was an extremely talented artist who sent me, for my birthday a few years ago, a sketch of Raziel standing behind me and merging into me. It is one of my most valued possessions.
What made Cathie really stand out, for me, was her very strong connection with Spirit. She spoke to many entities but Raziel and Azazel had a special fondness for her. I watched her over many years as she slowly built up her communications skills and a large part of that was being around so many spiritual people who became part of the Cathie’s Distant Echoes groups. It gave her a tremendous amount of joy to be able to offer hosts some radio time and to be able to mingle during the show, while she worked the switchboard. For some of you, she was in awe at your spiritual growth.
Without doubt, Cathie was a warrior, and yet had a huge well of love within her that she wasn’t afraid to share. I’m not certain I would be where I am – spiritually and metaphysically speaking – if not for her support, honesty, respect, compassion, empathy and straight talk. Like those of you who knew her, I really miss her as well. She told me on many occasions that she felt she had completed her life task here and was ready to leave. While I am saddened, I am also joyous too. Based on the incredibly talented and savvy group she built up at Cathie’s Distant Echoes, she created something beautiful and quite special.
I could write a LOT more about the best friend I’ve ever had. She was very central to my life for many years and not only did I love her dearly, I had an enormous amount of admiration and respect for Cathie. A few years ago, a few guides I was working with suggested a collaboration on a poem for her. It was to be delivered to her on a specific day, which turned out to be the anniversary of the passing of the love of her life Tony. Each entity that knew her all had a very high opinion of Cathie. She really was “tickled pink” when I read it to her for the first time and I know she re-read it several times herself. It brought an enormous amount of joy and pleasure to her so I will conclude with that very poem.
THE ANGEL OF SASS
There’s a treasured jewel on a tiny planet, we’ve watched from beyond time’s end,
And every year on this date – to her – great love we send.
A sacred sister in every sense, on that planet she’s called Cathie,
We’ve often watched her with great amusement for she can be very sassy.
In our realms she’s called the Advocate, and we see her inner strength,
She’s always there to help a friend, she’ll go to any length.
Some betray her trusting spirit and from her life are gone,
Despite the hurt of each betrayal, she marches bravely on.
She is a mentor to many souls, who view her with great love,
Many times we’ve wept with joy, as we look on from above.
We love to see the joining souls, of those whose life she’s touched,
And for each of them we hold a special place, that will remain untouched.
Each of you who read these words, have a special destiny,
To render aid to Mother Earth and fellow souls of beauty.
Your meeting and your gathering is never merely chance,
You are all entwined as one in this quiet cosmic dance.
The pivot and the anchor and the tie that binds you all,
Is our sister, who you know as Cathie, if you will recall.
To celebrate this special day of our dearest cosmic sister,
A few of us have a special message, we’d like to share with her.
It’s Raziel, and I’m first in line for we share a special bond,
That transcends time and I must confess of you I am quite fond.
Your skills improve with every day, as you speak and as you listen,
To our words, including mine, actions which you’ve chosen.
Continue with your loving heart, for this is your secret key,
And is your armor against the night, and defeats the dark completely.
I enjoy our talks, when I have the time, and can enjoy some leisure,
And I say to you on this special day, you truly are a treasure.
I now step forward, a different soul, known as Medea in one life,
In a distant past, on the winds of time, we’ve seen our share of strife.
It may seem odd, for we had just met, through a recent poem and brother,
Rest assured, in a time long past, we did not part in anger.
In one life as warriors, we had stood back to back,
Swords raised high as we prepared for the next attack.
In another we climbed a mountain peak, the clouds a wispy pillow,
And finally found the sacred cave, and a relic also.
This was my way to renew our bond, on the winds of time and space,
And let you know that we share a past, in a different time and place.
That soul within you is gaining wisdom, don’t be afraid of your potential,
You will always have a shadow guard, as would any angel.
I’m next in line – this is Azazel – and I must say I like your style,
Your firm resolve and sassy wit have often made me smile.
Of our connection you already know, so let’s skip formalities,
And get down to business, for I’m a busy guy, with many cosmic duties.
As the Advocate, more than most, you are called to intercede,
In situations that strain your patience, and fulfill in you no need.
In each of these, you are a teacher, who will have a lasting impact,
Teach them strength comes from within, but keep their dignity intact.
I now come forward from beyond dawn’s time, one of the seven sisters,
The eldest one you know as Alcyone, I’ve coached kings and chancellors.
With me, as well, you share a past, in your life we are connected,
We were seers and used plant magic, and all life we protected.
As the final speaker on this special day, for this poem must have an end,
But there were many who could not speak out, so love to you they send.
On this day and in your honor, there is one decree we’ll pass,
We dub you, sister Cathie, the true Angel of Sass.
AS TIME HAS PASSED, MANY HAVE BEEN FORGOTTEN, BUT FOR YOU, MY DEAREST SISTER CATHIE, TIME WILL ALWAYS STAND STILL.
We will always love you to pieces, Cathie. Good Journey! You’ve earned it!
PS: This event has shown that our CDE group on Blogtalk Radio needs some assistance. Cathie was paying for everything and our wonderful Chris stepped in to keep the show going for the last few months. If you can help a bit financially or have any ideas that might help us keep our radio network, please get in touch with Lins, Riana, Ev, Chris or Brenda… or any of the admin in our FB group. I offer my sincere apologies for bringing this up now but we could really use some help to keep us going.
Much Love To Each Of You,