In launching and dispersing your loved ones ashes into the winds at the upper reaches of the Earth's atmosphere, it's as if you've asked the world to acknowledge and celebrate their life. You've invited all who live here to share your sorrow and feel your joy. You've not simply scattered their cremated remains to be co-mingled with the ground of a single much-loved place; you've returned their ashes to the loving embrace of the planet itself.

You'll discover the comfort of knowing your love one is literally everywhere around you. No matter where you go and what wonderful sights you see; you'll be warmed by the knowledge they too are there.

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sun on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there; I did not die.

by Mary Elizabeth Frye

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