I just learned an hour or so ago of the passing of a dear friend, Mary Johns, Medicine Woman of the Seminole Tribe of Florida. The news is strangely saddening and gladdening at the same time. She was a person I always looked forward to seeing and chatting with, and I will sorely miss that purely selfish pleasure. But at the same time, I am close to being overwhelmed with a great feeling of joy for her, in her, and with her, as she transitions to her campfire above. In a way I haven't quite figured out yet, I am also feeling a sort of envy of her joy. Creator truly blessed all who had a chance to pass her way in life, however briefly. Thanks to Mudcat for being a place where I can unashamedly expose my soul on what is for me a power-filled evening.