Many apologies, as I sent my last post out entitled ‘Funeral Celebrant’. The same title as my web page and joy of joys, it is sending everyone who reads the post to my web page instead of the blog post! Such fun….hopefully, this post will correct it. Love to you all, always. xX
Last summer, Tim and I were talking about the funeral ceremonies for both our dads. Each was graced with a funeral celebrant and we were grateful to them at the time and remain so. My dad’s celebrant has become a friend who I am currently knitting socks for.
Our conversation paused and Tim said:
‘You would make a lovely celebrant.’
My heart heard him. Tim had seen a seed that was deeply buried within and I pondered on his suggestion. My experiences of writing, listening to others struggling, public speaking as a trainer and many other aspects of things I have done, all came to mind. It felt like a loving step to take and one that had been patiently waiting for its turn to come.
We had a lot going on last summer and grief from my dad’s passing was still raw, so I tucked the thought away.
As the new year dawned, I thought about it again and started researching the options online. Most celebrant courses are residential and offered over a week. The idea of being away from home did not appeal and I discovered The UK Society of Celebrants, whose courses are structured to be delivered online and are taken at your own pace. Marvellous, that will do me, I thought.
There is no such thing as a good time to start anything new, so I took a breath and dived in. On Friday, April 1, I took my final exam and qualified.
I am now out and about, homemade fruit cakes in hand, meeting funeral directors and managers of crematoriums and chapels. It is a form of later life networking and I am enjoying it. I am also thriving on searching for words, poems and lyrics that speak to those who are grieving. More than anything, I am grateful for the loving support I am surrounded by and the grace of being seen for who I am.