Shannon spun in my life in a variety of ways - the first being at Byron and flying in the blue skies. Then spending time with the wine in the wonderful flat of SF with Toe-up and Kirsten. Lots of wine :P and lots of great times.
And then life spun her to the playa, and we felt the energy of Black Rock together. Hand in hand, arms around one another, smiles unending.
Bob and Shannon came to celebrate my marriage last fall, made the journey from SF to Tahoe.
I found myself thinking of her as I drove back from Yosemite this weekend. Thought I needed to call her; it'd been too long since we connected. Now I know why she was so strong in my thoughts and heart.
We're all blessed to have known her in whatever worlds we did.
Love you dearly, mi sweet flying sista Shannon. You'll always be with us, and I'll spin with you again, in the heart of Black Rock, and with the ancestors you will rise.
Hugs and love to all,
Bonnie-B
