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Tribute: Reflections of the Day

By Dayvid Clarkson

Dayvid's sisters Denise and Margo posted this announcement of his passing on his Facebook page.

Dayvid was blessed with the gift of expressing his thoughts in a way that brought peace to those reading them. This is why we feel it is appropriate to print some of his "Reflections" here to stand as a comfort for we who grieve his absence. Dayvid had a secure sense about where he was heading and often gave us little hints in his writings.

Kindness is an overlooked personality trait. When speaking of our ideal partners, people talk about intelligence, looks, you name it. Kindness is often at the bottom of the list. But when you think about it, isn't kindness what we humans desire most of all?


Our very center of being is akin to the center of a tornado. The eye of the storm, if you will. Whatever happens around it does not affect it. It is eternal silence: days come and go, years come and go, ages come and pass. Lives come and go, but the internal silence of your being remains exactly the same - the same soundless music, the same fragrance of serenity, the same transcendence from all that is mortal, from all that is momentary.


Some people automatically associate morality and altruism with a religious vision of the world. But I believe it is a mistake to think that morality is an attribute only of religion. We can imagine two types of spirituality: one tied to religion, while the other arises spontaneously in the human heart as an expression of love for our neighbors and a desire to do them good.


Oh, Great Spirit Let your voice whisper righteousness in our ears through the East Wind at the break of day.
Let us be blessed with love for all our brothers & sisters on Earth so we may truly live in peace.
Let us have good health mentally & physically to solve our problems and accomplish something for future generations.
Let us be sincere to ourselves and make the world a better place to live.



Dreamtime to me is like sailing across a flat stillness pushed by an unknown wind, wing on wing. It is a time to glide forward along the star paths heading for a mystical rendezvous. I watch as GrandFather Sun slips away and I wave at Grand Mother Moon as I pass. I know the Elders will meet me and greet me with unbridled acquiescence. The depths of compassion and kindness will deepen during my stay and my resolve to practice these lessons during my awake time will grow even stronger. It is a time to renew and remember where I came from. May your Dreamtime be a serene whisper upon your soul. Sleep well, dream deep my Friends.


We will always remember you.

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