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7/15/2013

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The question that can't be answered is...why? I have finally stopped asking it now. 
After Corey's accident the first week of June, I spent the next month in California, immersing in her life. I slept in her bed, shared the large ranch house with her fiance' who slept upstairs, and his sister who slept downstairs in the room next to mine.... Corey's room. Corey's bed. Corey's sheets and pillows. After three weeks I did change the sheets but it took that long before I was ready to give up her smell. I wore Corey's clothes, I put her earrings in my ears and her necklaces around my neck. I communed with her friends every week. Nearly every day, I hiked three miles up the hill and back, to the place where she slid a little ways off a gentle embankment. 

"It doesn't look like I pictured it," one of her friends said, as I led her up there. You look at the golden mounds that slope gently towards the valley, with lush vineyards below, and you can't believe that a person would slip off and lose their heartbeat on such a peaceful, nonthreatening place. To those who ask, how did Corey Considine die? I would say first that Corey is still with us, and ask you to look for her inside your own heart.

At the physical level, I can tell you that her fiance' and one of his best friends and I went over every blade of grass, examining the tracks and trying to figure it out. Corey wasn't speeding. She was sober. She had enjoyed a wonderful week of classes at the healing arts school she attended. She had given healing touch to dozens of people that week. The last thing she did that night was mentor and encourage a friend for a half hour on the phone, then text the young woman five inspirational messages. The last text was to their friend to thank him for watering the garden while she was in school that week. Corey and her fiance' shared a deep, mature, soul-filled love and were to be married in June, 2014. Every facet of Corey's life was a field of rosebuds about to bloom. 

Maybe it was too close to sunset to head up the hill that night, but it was a place that Corey drove several times a week for two years in their ATV for a 360-view of the glorious sunset. All we can figure is that she was turning around and slid -- just about twenty gently-sloping yards -- off the embankment. But the thing flipped and landed on top of her. Her heart stopped beating instantly. The thing is, many people have had much worse accidents and walked away.

One day as I walked the hill trying to come to terms with it all, knowing that if I am to keep my sanity I must find acceptance, I heard the serenity prayer: God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

As her fiance' and I said to each other with our tear-streaked faces, I would have given my life in an instant in exchange that she might live, but no one asked me. I cannot change this, that I know. And so I pray with everything in me for the serenity to accept this unwelcome change. The courage to see it as a new beginning of some kind, the wisdom to believe that if I keep breathing into the eternal continuum, if I keep my hopes up, I will find Corey where she lives now.
Thanks to my friend Erica Rainhart for her art that I use in this post. I turn my full attention to the eternal time-space continuum.

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Darby Miller
8/17/2013 09:28:21 am

What a beautiful website! I'm feeling it's appropriate to share a dream with you that I had the night of Corey's accident. I dreamed of a group of people on a mountaintop leaving a healing workshop. As people filed out of a building I noticed that a side path down the mountaintop seemed to be almost purposely placed to lead people close to a dangerous precipice. I almost fell off but was able to stop myself. However, I noticed a young woman dressed in a white gown coming out of the workshop and walking down the dangerous path near the edge of the drop off. I ran to warn her but was too late. Fearing the worst, I went to the edge of the ledge and looked over. To my astonishment, the woman was slowing floating down to the bottom of the ravine! She landed on her feet and simply walked about looking curiously around while holding and doing prayer beads. I walked away from the ledge feeling in a state of awe at the spiritual station this woman must have held and the complete trust and surrender that carried her to safety. Later the next morning I heard from a friend about Corey's accident. I didn't know Corey well at all, but I am guessing she is doing really well right now!

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Sheridan Hill
8/25/2013 10:24:21 pm

Thank you, thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing this totally amazing shamanic dream you had. I am certain that you did indeed experience Corey's crossing, and I do not have words for how much this means to me, Darby. I will blog about it one day this fall or winter.
Please stay in touch via this website or on the "Remembering Corey" FB memorial page. Blessings, Sheridan

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