For Kristina

My gift to you. I have nothing to offer that you have not already received in this lifetime. I am in awe of all that you are and that you possess. Your life, your love, your joy, your beauty and your heart. For what is in and out is all around you like the wind and the air.

The wind chime hangs on the eve, in the tree and in the place that it longs to be heard and touched by the wind. Resonating with movement and keeping all consciousness in the present moment when heard and reflecting on the inner and outer part of us.

Like the constant presence of a friend, it is moved by the wind of life. Changed and moved to the tempest of things that occur in the atmosphere and in our worlds. For it's chimes are unique, like friendship. Clashing and tuning, singing and crying and vibrating at a level that is unique to its composition. Be they wood, crystal, porcelain, glass, metal, all have their make up based upon our the forces that have forged them.

Sometimes its' chime can cheer us when we need to hear its music to help us go on, sometimes it can break our heart when we are sad. Sometimes it is still. Only recognized in a glance. Noticeable in the background.

I think you are strong like metal, warm like wood, delicate like porcelain and brilliant like crystal or glass. Hanging in the balance of this humanity. Singing, resonating and being you. Unique to your journey, your call and your gift. Created to sing just the un-duplicated song that is your example. Like a snowflake, no two people or wind chime is the same. Each responding to the winds of life and the Universe in its own way. Taking into the air your song, your message and sharing that beauty and kindness for those just ready for it. Hanging, clashing, strongly in the wind, a tailor made song for those in tune and in that listening moment.

Noble and fragile, simple and complex. Just what you were designed for. That is your legacy, your stamp on life.

You are incredible in design and in construction. Brilliant in balance and music. You are that terrific sound I hear in my heart when I think of you my dear friend. I will be mindful of your chime, your song. I will recognize it the dark and in the light. I will understand it in a storm and in a gentle breeze.

You are glorious.