Dear Ones, so many of you from all over knew—or heard about—-our brother Kirtan ManWoman. He was an active engaged part of the Dance and Sufi Communities in Cranbrook, BC as well as Nelson, Spokane, Inland Camp, Northwest Camp and beyond. He was an instrument of the divine in retrieving the sacred swastika from its attempted hijacking. On a recent trip to India he was revered for his tattoes, as those who have seen him can imagine. He was widely known as well for his art and poetry. He was a husband, father of four, grandfather, member of the Warriors, tattoo artist. And he was very very funny. He will be missed.
ManWoman was at Northwest Camp and then Koolaree camp this summer and was planning on being part of the Memorial Service for Becky Kemery in late September in North Idaho, but he felt fatigued. Several weeks later he was diagnosed and put in Hospice Care. He was so moved by the steady flow of friends from so many years and so many places, he said “it’s like having the Memorial before you die!”. He knew and was grateful for prayers, love and support. He didn’t much tolerate flowery language or churchified thinking (but he adored our dear Catholic sister, Mariam, to whom he dedicated a poem about “words”). The last poem of his that I heard was read at Dances, entitled “Death is WARM”……saying no one ever tells us that or we’d be throwing ourselves out of buildings and into bodies of water.
So—-YOU GO, Manny ManWoman, Kirtan Manny Jack Lightning (his Facebook name), go to that warm and loving and spirited place where everyone wears gold clothes and gold Crocs!
Much love, Quan Yin