On Shabbat July 11th David died here at home. He went into a coma the Sunday night before. My sister Maureen and her husband Dennis came on Monday and a special friend Brady came the following day. We became a team along with wonderful Hospice nurses and assistants and our own local miracle home health nurses. On Monday I contacted David’s closest beloveds and each was able to speak to him on the phone. Those conversations were precious to hear. Our closest friends began activating those who were David’s closest students and friends and networks of love were being created all over the world. We could feel it here and I could sense that the wandering that David had been experiencing for many months was finished and he was reconfiguring into his wholeness once again. And as the days progressed he became even larger than I knew him in life, more who he was in that moment I met him and knew him to be from another time and place.

In our final moments he stopped breathing as the song Erev Shel Shoshanim was being sung by our dear friend and colleague, Eliezer Sobel. The word in the song he stopped breathing on was Shoshana. He opened his eyes and his eyes moved thru mine and he closed them and it was over.