I was unable to attend this funeral, however my afternoon in the greenhouse (at work) yesterday was completely devoted to the honoring, sadness, and tears for the loss of this amazing person. I was compelled to write down my experience of her, allowing tears to roll in the greenhouse 'sun'. Today I read the obituary, and felt somehow comforted to read that many of the attributes that I experienced in Karen Collins were her most defining, most widely shared attributes in the rest of her life. Karen was kind, caring, giving, nurturing (one of the most nurturing beings I have evern known), eccentric, and somehow managed to be wild and metered at the same time. When we worked at the coffeeshop together, we would listen to Annie Lennox on Sunday mornings, which became our sort of ritual before opening the doors. Karen was unabashedly her own person, a quality that will continue to challenge and inspire me to find that in my own life. She never judged me, a far as I know, which speaks so much about her level of compassion in the world. I loved and envied her for her freedom and deep spirituality. I have to imagine that she embraced her next life with as much passion and pleasure as she brought to the old one. She clearly left a mark on everyone she left behind, and we are all blessed because of her. <3
Posted by Robin L. Coffman
