Bhasma
A donation was made in memory of Bhasma on Jan 05, 2011.
Bhasma is the Sanskrit word for the ash that is left after the sacred puja fire. It is the distillation of all that is burned in the fire to its very essence. Bhasma is also the name of my precious 16 year old cat who passed on two weeks ago.
He was the essence of love and dedication. He lived for the luxury of the lap and taught all who knew him the power of asking for what you want, with gentle insistence. He was soft of fur and gentle of heart; a true lover.
He and his sister, Chandra (still living and very lonely), came into my life when they were seven weeks old, the last of their litter. They relocated with me from Colorado to Seattle several years later. Bhasma was witness to many of my significant life changes and the entire decade of my 30s.
For seven years he lived with grace and tenacity in the face of kidney disease and a degenerating spine. He taught me about courage and commitment, love and pain. His physical absence is a palpable presence in the house and my heart. I am relieved that he is no longer in distress and yet my heart aches not to have him curl up, nautilus like, in my lap as I drink my tea and watch a movie.
With his passing, I contemplate death; the natural outcome of life for us all. And I aspire to touch the essence of this miraculous gift of life in the short time I am allotted. So I seek to slow down in order to truly connect with people, to share my love and appreciation unreservedly, and to taste and cultivate my own truest essence, my Highest Self, through my yoga practices. In the face of death, may we find the essence of life and live fully.
In loving memory and with a deep bow of appreciation to Bhasma a.k.a. the B-man, Basmati Rice, Sweet Boy, Bud, the Baz. (March 1994 - November 2010)
Elizabeth R.
He was the essence of love and dedication. He lived for the luxury of the lap and taught all who knew him the power of asking for what you want, with gentle insistence. He was soft of fur and gentle of heart; a true lover.
He and his sister, Chandra (still living and very lonely), came into my life when they were seven weeks old, the last of their litter. They relocated with me from Colorado to Seattle several years later. Bhasma was witness to many of my significant life changes and the entire decade of my 30s.
For seven years he lived with grace and tenacity in the face of kidney disease and a degenerating spine. He taught me about courage and commitment, love and pain. His physical absence is a palpable presence in the house and my heart. I am relieved that he is no longer in distress and yet my heart aches not to have him curl up, nautilus like, in my lap as I drink my tea and watch a movie.
With his passing, I contemplate death; the natural outcome of life for us all. And I aspire to touch the essence of this miraculous gift of life in the short time I am allotted. So I seek to slow down in order to truly connect with people, to share my love and appreciation unreservedly, and to taste and cultivate my own truest essence, my Highest Self, through my yoga practices. In the face of death, may we find the essence of life and live fully.
In loving memory and with a deep bow of appreciation to Bhasma a.k.a. the B-man, Basmati Rice, Sweet Boy, Bud, the Baz. (March 1994 - November 2010)
Elizabeth R.
Additional donations made in Bhasma's name
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Kit T – 5/31/2011
Comments: I too, lost my little soul cat very recently. She was my sounding board, my companion, my gentle caretaker of all of my tears, and life's ups and downs. My heart goes out to you, but how lucky you are/were to have had her in your life. -
Elizabeth Perera – 1/18/2011
Comments: Dear Elizabeth, Your story about Bhasma continues to be immensely helpful to me. My sweet cat Blossom passed away on January 4th. Sadly, she was diagnosed with an aggressive cancer and her physical decline happened very quickly. Like you, Blossom was with me throughout most of my 30s and into my 40s. I adopted her from a shelter shortly after I got divorced and she was my precious, talkative, loving companion for over 10 years. I'm still in shock, but I'm relieved that she no longer has to suffer. My house feels so empty without her and I know it will take time. Thank you again for your beautiful story. I can tell Bhasma had a wonderful life with you. Warm regards, Elizabeth P. :)