Passing of Winkie Chesley
Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi
I did not know this person, Judi. My what a broad array of fine human beings we have had the honor to connect with. Jim Wiegel “We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking
On Sep 4, 2024, at 6:36 AM, Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net
Pinkie's death feels like an era passing. The Wilton colleagues were great and always gave generously in development campaigns. We'd have a dinner at the New York House to set off each development campaign. I have great memories of our New Jersey colleagues too. Beret On Wed, Sep 4, 2024, 11:08 AM James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
I did not know this person, Judi. My what a broad array of fine human beings we have had the honor to connect with. Jim Wiegel
“We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking
On Sep 4, 2024, at 6:36 AM, Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net
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And, remembering, too, the Wilton cadre and the events that they organized for us...Wilton Town Meeting and a Youth Town Meeting and, no doubt, many that I cannot recall at the moment.Ann On Wednesday, September 4, 2024 at 01:05:55 PM MDT, Beret Griffith via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote: Pinkie's death feels like an era passing. The Wilton colleagues were great and always gave generously in development campaigns. We'd have a dinner at the New York House to set off each development campaign. I have great memories of our New Jersey colleagues too. Beret On Wed, Sep 4, 2024, 11:08 AM James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote: I did not know this person, Judi. My what a broad array of fine human beings we have had the honor to connect with. Jim Wiegel “We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking On Sep 4, 2024, at 6:36 AM, Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote: Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi_______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net
Yes indeed,Jim- a tribute to Winkie Chelsey- our lives were touched so many times by unexpected gifts in extraordinary human beings - they may have appeared ‘ordinary’ and yet to us , they were amazing and extraordinary. What rich, grounded and awe filled lives we have been given ! Salutations from the South land. Grace and peace and with love, Isobel Isobel Bishop Mob. 0412 129 425
On 5 Sep 2024, at 2:08 AM, James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
I did not know this person, Judi. My what a broad array of fine human beings we have had the honor to connect with. Jim Wiegel “We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking
On Sep 4, 2024, at 6:36 AM, Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net
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A few weeks ago, Christine and I drove from London to France for a holiday with our kids and grandkids. On the way the two of us stopped in Chartres for a night – a place to rest and to see the cathedral, as we have done before. It was a long drive with lots of traffic, and I was tired when we got there. We unpacked our things and late in the afternoon walked to the Cathedral. We found that we were among many visitors in this ancient place. We walked around, sat for a while to look at and listen to a small group doing a wedding rehearsal. It was a fine, ordinary visit. But my tiredness seemed bigger than the building around me. We left the cathedral and found a place to eat. The next morning, we got up early and went again to the cathedral. This time we went in just when the doors were unlocked. We were, in essence, on our own in the cathedral. I walked into that large, empty nave, entering a great, inviting silence, encountering an overwhelming light, a beauty of colour, a luminous space. My heart opened and flowed over, my breathing changed, my shoulders relaxed, my pace slowed. I walked around, almost in a daze. Later I pondered, was this the same place I saw the day before when I wasn’t moved at all? It seems like that more often than I wish. I walk around most of the time with a sequestered heart, pre-occupied, stuck in my own agenda, or weaving my way around the agendas of so many others, guarded, trying to impress another, or maybe just tired of one thing or another, certainly locked in myself - in Isabel Bishops’ words, invisible to the extraordinary, amazingness of others. The mystery, depth and greatness in people around me out of sight. It can be like that, also at work, or when visiting a friend, or when observing the endeavour of a colleague. My sequestered heart, insensitive, biased, blind, filled with judgment of one kind or another. My brain not really listening, but producing words, I instantly regret the sound of. It seems that this judging of others is accompanied by a judging of self and circumstance in a vicious cycle. I have noticed that too when I read my emails or look at messages on this list serve. Often, I read and delete. Rinse. Repeat. Oh, how fragile my disposition. How I live most the time disconnected from self and others. Charles Hahn sang: How firm is my foundation. Mine seems too often out of reach. Then, this morning, suddenly the graciousness and love of Isobel’s words wake me up, the curiosity of Jim’s questions, the intellectual congruence and wisdom of Marilyn and JWM, and then I see words of gratitude in yet another message by Judi about Winkie, and on and on and on. The heart opens, overflows, and mystery, depth and greatness of humans seem all around. I do leadership workshops and coach people. How do I enter the space of those conversations with an open heart, sensitive to the unique reality in front of me? Or when a family member, neighbour or friend shows up? How do I rest well enough, breath slowly enough, am aware enough of the miracle of the life in front of me? How do I enter those moments like I enter an empty, life giving space of Chartres Cathedral? How do I wake up, time and time again? Paul
On 5 Sep 2024, at 04:01, Isobel and Jim via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Yes indeed,Jim- a tribute to Winkie Chelsey- our lives were touched so many times by unexpected gifts in extraordinary human beings - they may have appeared ‘ordinary’ and yet to us , they were amazing and extraordinary. What rich, grounded and awe filled lives we have been given ! Salutations from the South land. Grace and peace and with love, Isobel
Isobel Bishop Mob. 0412 129 425
On 5 Sep 2024, at 2:08 AM, James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
I did not know this person, Judi. My what a broad array of fine human beings we have had the honor to connect with. Jim Wiegel “We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking
On Sep 4, 2024, at 6:36 AM, Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net
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Thank you Paul, Isobel, Jim and Judi! Karen
On Sep 5, 2024, at 2:50 PM, PAUL SCHRIJNEN via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
A few weeks ago, Christine and I drove from London to France for a holiday with our kids and grandkids. On the way the two of us stopped in Chartres for a night – a place to rest and to see the cathedral, as we have done before.
It was a long drive with lots of traffic, and I was tired when we got there. We unpacked our things and late in the afternoon walked to the Cathedral. We found that we were among many visitors in this ancient place. We walked around, sat for a while to look at and listen to a small group doing a wedding rehearsal. It was a fine, ordinary visit. But my tiredness seemed bigger than the building around me. We left the cathedral and found a place to eat.
The next morning, we got up early and went again to the cathedral. This time we went in just when the doors were unlocked. We were, in essence, on our own in the cathedral.
I walked into that large, empty nave, entering a great, inviting silence, encountering an overwhelming light, a beauty of colour, a luminous space. My heart opened and flowed over, my breathing changed, my shoulders relaxed, my pace slowed. I walked around, almost in a daze.
Later I pondered, was this the same place I saw the day before when I wasn’t moved at all?
It seems like that more often than I wish. I walk around most of the time with a sequestered heart, pre-occupied, stuck in my own agenda, or weaving my way around the agendas of so many others, guarded, trying to impress another, or maybe just tired of one thing or another, certainly locked in myself - in Isabel Bishops’ words, invisible to the extraordinary, amazingness of others. The mystery, depth and greatness in people around me out of sight.
It can be like that, also at work, or when visiting a friend, or when observing the endeavour of a colleague. My sequestered heart, insensitive, biased, blind, filled with judgment of one kind or another. My brain not really listening, but producing words, I instantly regret the sound of. It seems that this judging of others is accompanied by a judging of self and circumstance in a vicious cycle.
I have noticed that too when I read my emails or look at messages on this list serve. Often, I read and delete. Rinse. Repeat.
Oh, how fragile my disposition. How I live most the time disconnected from self and others. Charles Hahn sang: How firm is my foundation. Mine seems too often out of reach.
Then, this morning, suddenly the graciousness and love of Isobel’s words wake me up, the curiosity of Jim’s questions, the intellectual congruence and wisdom of Marilyn and JWM, and then I see words of gratitude in yet another message by Judi about Winkie, and on and on and on. The heart opens, overflows, and mystery, depth and greatness of humans seem all around.
I do leadership workshops and coach people. How do I enter the space of those conversations with an open heart, sensitive to the unique reality in front of me? Or when a family member, neighbour or friend shows up? How do I rest well enough, breath slowly enough, am aware enough of the miracle of the life in front of me? How do I enter those moments like I enter an empty, life giving space of Chartres Cathedral?
How do I wake up, time and time again?
Paul
On 5 Sep 2024, at 04:01, Isobel and Jim via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Yes indeed,Jim- a tribute to Winkie Chelsey- our lives were touched so many times by unexpected gifts in extraordinary human beings - they may have appeared ‘ordinary’ and yet to us , they were amazing and extraordinary. What rich, grounded and awe filled lives we have been given ! Salutations from the South land. Grace and peace and with love, Isobel
Isobel Bishop Mob. 0412 129 425
On 5 Sep 2024, at 2:08 AM, James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
I did not know this person, Judi. My what a broad array of fine human beings we have had the honor to connect with. Jim Wiegel “We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking
On Sep 4, 2024, at 6:36 AM, Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net
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Paul, your description took me right back there to my experience in the cathedral with its ancient labyrinth in the center. Overwhelming wonder! In gratitude for this thread. Thank you, jim, and Isobel.🧘🤗 On Thu, Sep 5, 2024, 3:51 PM PAUL SCHRIJNEN via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
A few weeks ago, Christine and I drove from London to France for a holiday with our kids and grandkids. On the way the two of us stopped in Chartres for a night – a place to rest and to see the cathedral, as we have done before.
It was a long drive with lots of traffic, and I was tired when we got there. We unpacked our things and late in the afternoon walked to the Cathedral. We found that we were among many visitors in this ancient place. We walked around, sat for a while to look at and listen to a small group doing a wedding rehearsal. It was a fine, ordinary visit. But my tiredness seemed bigger than the building around me. We left the cathedral and found a place to eat.
The next morning, we got up early and went again to the cathedral. This time we went in just when the doors were unlocked. We were, in essence, on our own in the cathedral.
I walked into that large, empty nave, entering a great, inviting silence, encountering an overwhelming light, a beauty of colour, a luminous space. My heart opened and flowed over, my breathing changed, my shoulders relaxed, my pace slowed. I walked around, almost in a daze.
Later I pondered, was this the same place I saw the day before when I wasn’t moved at all?
It seems like that more often than I wish. I walk around most of the time with a sequestered heart, pre-occupied, stuck in my own agenda, or weaving my way around the agendas of so many others, guarded, trying to impress another, or maybe just tired of one thing or another, certainly locked in myself - in Isabel Bishops’ words, invisible to the extraordinary, amazingness of others. The mystery, depth and greatness in people around me out of sight.
It can be like that, also at work, or when visiting a friend, or when observing the endeavour of a colleague. My sequestered heart, insensitive, biased, blind, filled with judgment of one kind or another. My brain not really listening, but producing words, I instantly regret the sound of. It seems that this judging of others is accompanied by a judging of self and circumstance in a vicious cycle.
I have noticed that too when I read my emails or look at messages on this list serve. Often, I read and delete. Rinse. Repeat.
Oh, how fragile my disposition. How I live most the time disconnected from self and others. Charles Hahn sang: How firm is my foundation. Mine seems too often out of reach.
Then, this morning, suddenly the graciousness and love of Isobel’s words wake me up, the curiosity of Jim’s questions, the intellectual congruence and wisdom of Marilyn and JWM, and then I see words of gratitude in yet another message by Judi about Winkie, and on and on and on. The heart opens, overflows, and mystery, depth and greatness of humans seem all around.
I do leadership workshops and coach people. How do I enter the space of those conversations with an open heart, sensitive to the unique reality in front of me? Or when a family member, neighbour or friend shows up? How do I rest well enough, breath slowly enough, am aware enough of the miracle of the life in front of me? How do I enter those moments like I enter an empty, life giving space of Chartres Cathedral?
How do I wake up, time and time again?
Paul
On 5 Sep 2024, at 04:01, Isobel and Jim via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Yes indeed,Jim- a tribute to Winkie Chelsey- our lives were touched so many times by unexpected gifts in extraordinary human beings - they may have appeared ‘ordinary’ and yet to us , they were amazing and extraordinary. What rich, grounded and awe filled lives we have been given ! Salutations from the South land. Grace and peace and with love, Isobel
Isobel Bishop Mob. 0412 129 425
On 5 Sep 2024, at 2:08 AM, James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
I did not know this person, Judi. My what a broad array of fine human beings we have had the honor to connect with. Jim Wiegel
“We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking
On Sep 4, 2024, at 6:36 AM, Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net
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Thanks to all for these awakening words. Paul, yours was a true, authentic witness that spoke powerfully to me and my own experience. May we all awaken, overflow, and see and interact with the mystery, depth, and greatness all around us. With much love (and rather more "woke" - in a new context of the word), Sunny *Sunny Walker * *She/her/hers* *On **Arapaho, Cheyenne, Núu-agha-tʉvʉ-pʉ̱ (Ute), and Očeti Šakówiŋ (Sioux) tribal land* Certified Facilitator (Also Certified ToP Facilitator) ToP Methods Mentor Trainer - Upcoming Courses <https://www.top-training.net/w/> Virtual Facilitation Collaborative Senior Facilitator sunny.sunwalker@gmail.com 303-587-3017 For diversity, equity, inclusion, and belonging inquiries: sunny@diversityinnovators.com www.diversityinnovators.com For virtual facilitation inquiries: sunny@virtualfacilitationcollaborative.com www.virtualfacilitationcollaborative.com On Thu, Sep 5, 2024 at 1:51 PM PAUL SCHRIJNEN via OE < oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
A few weeks ago, Christine and I drove from London to France for a holiday with our kids and grandkids. On the way the two of us stopped in Chartres for a night – a place to rest and to see the cathedral, as we have done before.
It was a long drive with lots of traffic, and I was tired when we got there. We unpacked our things and late in the afternoon walked to the Cathedral. We found that we were among many visitors in this ancient place. We walked around, sat for a while to look at and listen to a small group doing a wedding rehearsal. It was a fine, ordinary visit. But my tiredness seemed bigger than the building around me. We left the cathedral and found a place to eat.
The next morning, we got up early and went again to the cathedral. This time we went in just when the doors were unlocked. We were, in essence, on our own in the cathedral.
I walked into that large, empty nave, entering a great, inviting silence, encountering an overwhelming light, a beauty of colour, a luminous space. My heart opened and flowed over, my breathing changed, my shoulders relaxed, my pace slowed. I walked around, almost in a daze.
Later I pondered, was this the same place I saw the day before when I wasn’t moved at all?
It seems like that more often than I wish. I walk around most of the time with a sequestered heart, pre-occupied, stuck in my own agenda, or weaving my way around the agendas of so many others, guarded, trying to impress another, or maybe just tired of one thing or another, certainly locked in myself - in Isabel Bishops’ words, invisible to the extraordinary, amazingness of others. The mystery, depth and greatness in people around me out of sight.
It can be like that, also at work, or when visiting a friend, or when observing the endeavour of a colleague. My sequestered heart, insensitive, biased, blind, filled with judgment of one kind or another. My brain not really listening, but producing words, I instantly regret the sound of. It seems that this judging of others is accompanied by a judging of self and circumstance in a vicious cycle.
I have noticed that too when I read my emails or look at messages on this list serve. Often, I read and delete. Rinse. Repeat.
Oh, how fragile my disposition. How I live most the time disconnected from self and others. Charles Hahn sang: How firm is my foundation. Mine seems too often out of reach.
Then, this morning, suddenly the graciousness and love of Isobel’s words wake me up, the curiosity of Jim’s questions, the intellectual congruence and wisdom of Marilyn and JWM, and then I see words of gratitude in yet another message by Judi about Winkie, and on and on and on. The heart opens, overflows, and mystery, depth and greatness of humans seem all around.
I do leadership workshops and coach people. How do I enter the space of those conversations with an open heart, sensitive to the unique reality in front of me? Or when a family member, neighbour or friend shows up? How do I rest well enough, breath slowly enough, am aware enough of the miracle of the life in front of me? How do I enter those moments like I enter an empty, life giving space of Chartres Cathedral?
How do I wake up, time and time again?
Paul
On 5 Sep 2024, at 04:01, Isobel and Jim via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Yes indeed,Jim- a tribute to Winkie Chelsey- our lives were touched so many times by unexpected gifts in extraordinary human beings - they may have appeared ‘ordinary’ and yet to us , they were amazing and extraordinary. What rich, grounded and awe filled lives we have been given ! Salutations from the South land. Grace and peace and with love, Isobel
Isobel Bishop Mob. 0412 129 425
On 5 Sep 2024, at 2:08 AM, James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
I did not know this person, Judi. My what a broad array of fine human beings we have had the honor to connect with. Jim Wiegel
“We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking
On Sep 4, 2024, at 6:36 AM, Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net
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We have been loved dearly. vincente scott ________________________________ From: OE <oe-bounces@lists.wedgeblade.net> on behalf of James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> Sent: Wednesday, September 4, 2024 9:08 AM To: Order Ecumenical Community <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> Cc: James Wiegel <jfwiegel@yahoo.com> Subject: Re: [Oe List ...] Passing of Winkie Chesley I did not know this person, Judi. My what a broad array of fine human beings we have had the honor to connect with. Jim Wiegel “We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking On Sep 4, 2024, at 6:36 AM, Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote: Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net CAUTION: This email was sent from someone outside of the university. Do not click links or open attachments unless you recognize the sender and know the content is safe.
We have been loved dearly. vincente scott More dearly than the spoken word can tell. Jim Wiegel “We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking
On Sep 6, 2024, at 4:18 AM, Vincente S Scott via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
We have been loved dearly. vincente scott From: OE <oe-bounces@lists.wedgeblade.net> on behalf of James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> Sent: Wednesday, September 4, 2024 9:08 AM To: Order Ecumenical Community <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> Cc: James Wiegel <jfwiegel@yahoo.com> Subject: Re: [Oe List ...] Passing of Winkie Chesley
I did not know this person, Judi. My what a broad array of fine human beings we have had the honor to connect with. Jim Wiegel “We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ Stephen Hawking
On Sep 4, 2024, at 6:36 AM, Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net CAUTION: This email was sent from someone outside of the university. Do not click links or open attachments unless you recognize the sender and know the content is safe.
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Winkie was wonderfully supportive of us in ICA New York … kind words, volunteer hours, $$ contributions, building up our wardrobes, etc. Her buoyant personality was greatly appreciated. Nancy T On Wed, Sep 4, 2024 at 7:37 AM Judi White via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:
Ijust yesterday, I became aware of the passing of Winkie Chesley, Guardian of the ICA from Area New York, from Wilton CT. She passed on February 28th in her assisted living home in Fairfield, CT. Her son, Bill, said this was unexpected. The last time we talked, around Valentine's Day, she said all she wanted to do was sleep. Each time I called after that, the phone rang with no answer. Winkie was host to many colleagues on their fundraising and event recruiting treks. She supported the New York House with her breath of fresh air presence bringing her famous seven bean soup, or suits for permeators, or pitching in on set up and serving, and so much more. She holds a seat of honor on my meditative council as guide tgrough a dark night into the light of self-confidence to begin a new path. She introduced me to the labyrinth as a sacred ritual, and as an essential element in church and community renewal. Gee, she loved us all so much, i am sure her compassion lives on in the hearts of those who continue on this unshakable journey. Grieve Peacefully, Judi _______________________________________________ OE mailing list OE@lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net
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Ann Ensinger Ensinger -
Beret Griffith -
Isobel and Jim -
James Wiegel -
Judi White -
Karen Snyder -
Nancy Trask -
PAUL SCHRIJNEN -
Sunny Walker -
Vincente S Scott