I attended another beautiful funeral this afternoon. I met Brian and Adela about 2 years ago. In that time I have come to know them as a couple massively in love with each other but who have that ample embracing space within their relationship which allowed them to be very interested in the lives of others around them. Brian died on 21st November and I won’t be the only one who will miss his smile and laugh around Rochester.
Today was a day of courage as Adela and Joel, one of Brian’s sons, reflected eloquently what Brian had meant to them. Joel spoke of his dad ‘always seeming to be going somewhere’ and the excitement of that. Adela told us that one of Brians passions was metal detecting and he found interesting artefacts, some held in the British Museum. The Times ran a 2 page interview with him as a result of this passion and Adela remembered that the reporter described Brian as ‘an anarchist with the heart of a poet.’ That is such a beautiful description of a gentlemen that I really wish I had met a lot earlier. Brian is probably one of the gentlest mans I have ever met, with eyes that overflowed with stories to tell.
The service ended with this amazing ancient gaelic blessing:
Deep peace of the running wave to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the infinite peace to you.
May The deep peace of the Creator God be with all who mourn Brian this night and for always.