Daisy Lupin rest in your own peace.

As I stand here, I may feel awestruck, yet I am not alone, I am connected with the Glitter Sisters, around the planet and indeed in Daisy’s case now the universe, who knows where? Daisy always had the ability to take us all into the next dimension! That doesn’t leave me feeling awestruck, no it is simply awesome. Around the globe flowers are being scattered on blue waters, songs are being sung, prayers are being offered, thoughts are being kindled under trees and candles are being lit…all for our dear glitter sister, Daisy Lupin, Hilary. The Who’s Who of the Glitter Gang are all with us, in spirit now, sharing your grief and holding you with love….. Angie, Ontario Canada. Pam Aries, Charleston, South Carolina, Kate Robertson, Idaho Falls, Idaho, USA Ninnie, Ozark, Alabama, Terri, South Carolina, Violette, Canada, Lisa, California, Pixie Sue, Northallerton, Claire, Grantham, not knowing yet of Daisy’s passing indeed Daisy herself posted recently Daisy Lupin said... Still thinking of you. Spent the weekend in the garden, which was lovely. I have been cleaning and freshening up my daughter's room today. Although she is grown up and lives in London, she still has her room here. She is in Jamaica this week and then late next week she is coming up to stay for a few days before returning to London. Kai, Dayton but out in the VW bus at the moment, with her latest illustration, a Daisy! Tinker, Redlands, California, Janet, Antelope Valley, California Gemma, Arizona Flassie, Judie, Gulfcoast, Florida, Angela, Savannah, US Lila, Arkansa, US Carmen, US Sheila & daughter Blue the Spa Girl, Canada. Sioux, Texas, Robyn, Australia, so close to Daisy, Hilary who wanted so much to be here today, but will vist soon. Denise, mrsnesbitt, Carlisle, today, for Daisy, for the Glitter Sisters Each of the listed above also represents about another 15 – 20 people who didn’t know Daisy as well as we did, but who were moved by the affection and love we all talked about when talking about Daisy and who witnessed the depth of the sorrow and loss we all felt when we heard the sad news. Daisy was a true Glitter Sister and can relish in the fact that she was part of the very first International Glitter Sister Meeting in March this year. Here, Daisy documents the event…. Tuesday, March 20, 2007 WE CAME, WE SAW, WE CONQUERED I thought the above quote of Julius Caeser's was apt for the First International Meeting of the Glitter Sisters. The day started for me at 7.20 in the morning on the road to Newcastle, a city sixty miles away. It was cold but the sky was bright blue and the sun was shining. At Newcastle, I had a little time to spare before boarding a train for Northallerton. By this time I had phoned the redoubtable Mrs Nesbitt to say I was en route, she told me that when I changed trains at Northallerton, Sue [who might be called Poppy, she could be really because she has red hair] would meet me at the station and we would jump onto a train for Thirsk [ a journey time of seven minutes would you believe!]on which Mrs N would already be on board. I spotted Sue immediately, and came out of the waiting room to say 'You have got to be Sue', luckily it was, and we went back to sit in the waiting room trying to keep warm. There was one gentleman in the waiting room reading his paper, well really rustling it nosily, I think by this time we were talking so much the decibels were rising. By the time we turned to Stone Circles and Goddess Dolls, he walked out of the waiting room, such is the power of the Glitter Sisters to clear a room! The train approached, Sue and I waved like maniacs at the carriages, getting some very strange looks, no one waved back, so we got on one end and worked our way through the carriages looking for Mrs. N. Eventually in the last carriage, I could see a head bobbing up and down, I said to Sue 'That's Mrs N'. We all met and hugged, once again causing consternation. Then suddenly we were at Thirsk station, where Anna was waiting for us, she drove us into Thirsk [ for some mad English reason Thirsk station is not where you think it should be, in the centre of Thirsk, no no its way out in the boonies]. Anna had pinched her husband's swish car for the day so we arrived in style. We parked in the Golden Fleece Car Park and went in. As though it was ready and waiting for us was a large circular table and room for six people. The Goddess of the Glitter Sisters was really looking after us. Talk about King Arthur and his knights of the Round Table, more like Queen Violette and her Glitter Sisters of the Round Table. We had just devested ourselves of our many layers of clothes and sat down, when two faces appeared at the inner window. There's Kai abd her sister I shrieked, all decorum forgotten, a love fest ensued, of hugs, clasps and kisses, by now we had a lovely audience of sedate yorkshire ladies drinking their yorkshire tea in the pub on market day. We all sat down round the round table, and strangely enough all laid our hands flat on it touching the next person's hands. We were lucky the table did not levitate, take off and whirl us round the room, I think we would have been escorted off the premises then. Then we started throwing out a pile of little delish and pretty things we had all brought as little treats for each other. It was like Christmas and Birthday's all in one as we opened, oohed and ahhed and spread tissues paper, stickers and glitter all over the table. Occasionally , one of us would break out with, FIRST INTERNATIONAL MEETING OF THE GLITTER SISTERS, and the cameras began to flash at each other. We realised no staff had approached us, I think they were a little uneasy and were treading with care, who were these mad women, where had they come from, was this the future of the world, they were seeing being trialled in Thirsk? Did we have minders, were we really allowed out alone with this standard of behaviour. We started telling people it was an international meeting, the first one to be held, I mean Sue had come as far as about seven miles away! Finally Lorna, Kai's lovely sister, got up and got us some menus. It was decided it was a celebration and Glitter Sisters definitely did not do salad but much more rib sticking Yorkshire food. We all pointed disapprovingly as Mrs N copped out and ordered the smoked salmon salad, which I have to say was served in this most beautiful bowl patterned with fishes, which we did think of putting it in one of our bags as a souvenir! Alas the waiter was EXTREMELY quick to take it away, do you think he overheard our conversation? The wine flowed and we decided that Glitter Sisters always do puds and desserts, especially as they were to die for, delish. Then the fun started, the conversation grew in volume and was peppered with a few risque words such as d*****, which was because I told a story of a young lad whose mother lives near me and is the manager of an Anne Summers Shop [ the English girls will get this one] he decided to plant a few of these items amongst my plants and the next door neighbours,[ to go off on a tangent what did we do, that fine summer's morning, report him to his mother, so we lined them up on his patio for all to see when his parents awoke]. Oh we were flying high by now, and strangely enough once again the bar emptied just us Glitter Sisters left, then for me the best bit. Wow!!!!!!! I can make Peace Cranes now I had one to one tuition with Kai, it is much easier to follow a person making it instead of printed instructions. Menus were being ripped up everywhere. How we were all shiny, red faced and noisy and just so enjoying ourselves. Then like Cinderellas, it was time to leave the ball, the weather had changed, it was sleeting and windy, our powers were all glittered out, we didn't want to return to our rags, but the party was over. Much hugging and more hugging and even more hugging and Kai and Lorna went on their way and Anna took us back to the statiion. Thirsk station, with every modern amenity, no waiting room just miles of open track. The wind howling and the snow blizzarding as we sang silly songs and tried to huddle at the side of a railway man's hut. Brave Anna waited with us for well over an hour and just as she decided to drive us to Northallerton, the train finally arrived, more hugging etc and thankfully we entered a warm train. Sue and I left Mrs N on the train and got off at Northallerton. There I waited a further hour and a half for a train to Newcastle, at least there was a waiting room, but no coffee shop. Kind Sue waited with me and finally we parted, yes more hugs. I arrived in Newcastle to hear a train was to depart in two minutes for my nearest town. Never in my life have I got over a bridge to three platforms away in a faster time. Just before the train started I boarded and sank into a comfortable seat and warmth. Suffice to say I slept all the way to my station, which luckily is the terminus. Out of the station into the bitter cold, into a warm car and home. A lovely hot cup of coffee, [with a little nip in it if you know what I mean, Irish Whisky] and then a hot bath and straight to bed, I fell asleep immediately. The 19th of March 2007 should go down in history. How amazing that six women who have never met each in the real world, should be so like old friends, one good thing to say thanks to the modern world for. Being a true Glitter Sister event it wasn’t about us meeting up…oh no, it had been discussed by the rest of the glitter sisters in avid anticipation of the day itself… Daisy.. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoo this is like waiting for Christmas. Well, I am cracking open the wine tonight to celebrate Kai's safe arrival in the UK. People keep saying about the meeting next Monday, have a glass for me, believe me if I have as many glasses as people are telling me too, here is one glitter sister who will be getting carried onto the train to go home by the other glitter sisters. WATCH OUT THIRSK YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT IS ABOUT TO HIT YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Daisy Come on girls you are going to have to try a bit harder than that, we have had two heavy showers that turned into snow flurries today, they have melted now. So fingers crossed, they will probably freeze because it is bitter cold. Come on shake those glitter sticks and do the no snow dance and I'll raise an extra glass or two to you all if you succeed. Lisa Oceandreamer responds… Star light, start bright make the snow melt in the night Make the new day warm with sun So these GPS can have some fun Wave your glitter wands shout out the spell that tomorrow's weather all goes well. After the event it was still the subject of much discussion Gemma said... Great people who don't know each other bonding in such a way...also that there were people all over the world who weren't there....cheering for you!!! Sheila said... There may have been six of you in the restaurant, but I think many many more of us were there in spirit..! When Kai returned to US this is what she wrote… Daisy, such a graceful, loving lady.. Did I mention she oozes talent? She was gracious enough to sit thru an Origami lesson while we awaited the feast of glitter gastranomic delights.. We made some peace cranes and they came out well thanks to the wine.. As we were driving to Dad's house, Lorna smiled and said, "You have some fun friends!" You bet I do!! Peace, Kai. Saturday, June 16..the day we received the sad news from Lydia I didn't know Daisy as well as a lot of her blogger friends, but I feel the need to acknowledge her sudden and unexpected passing. Just last week we had exchanged a flurry of emails, chatting about our favourite books. We enjoyed some of the same authors and she recommended books to me which I ordered on Amazon the same day... All spring I have followed Daisy Lupin's blog, reading her account of planting her garden. She loved to spend time there and it was evident by the magical results she achieved. I looked forward to seeing her pictures as the new plants grew and flowered. This morning's news has left me numb. I want her family to know that I feel such sorrow at her passing. To her blog friends ..I know we will all feel her loss keenly. She educated us with each post, and taught us things that we would otherwise never have learned. I had known her online for a few weeks only, and yet she took the time to send me a card and tree ornament last Christmas, both hand made with love. I learned that she didn't suffer fools gladly, yet if she was your friend nothing was too much trouble. She loved to sleep with the moon shining on her face...When you look at the moon tonight, there will be another star in the heavens... Kate A dear friend has passed I don't know if I can even write about this but I will try. My dear Glitter Sister Daisy Lupin passed away. Her last note let us know she had been ill but we all figured she just had the flu or something. I expected her back at her blog enticing us with wonderful stories before long. Todays note from her daughter was so shocking that I still can not believe it. We are all losing such a wonderful soul. I never got to meet Daisy in person but felt a strong connection and friendship. We all share lives and loves and trials, she offered support and love. I will miss you Daisy! You can leave messages for the family at Daisy's blog . Please keep them in your heart and prayers. Quote of the Day:" Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same." ~Flavia Kai Daisy passed away last eve.. I have no more words right now, it's like someone just ripped another hole into my universe and snatched a bright and beautiful star from it.. and the world is a little darker today..such sadness. Peace, Kai Gemma Daisy has now entered another doorway. Lisa Oceandreamer Daisy/Hilary always wore moonstones, she taught us about the phases of the moon and the affects of the moon and cycles of the moon. She talked of sleeping with the moon light on her pillow. She would lay her moonstones on the window sill to absorb the moon light. I own moonstones now because of her. For me, she now dwells in the moonlight. She is the blooming garden, mighty oak the Rowan tree, quiet village life and fairies that dance among the blooms. She is the reading of a good book on a wooden chair in the sun of summer. She is fairy lights and incense and the Green Man upon her sitting room wall. She is a day’s ride on the local bus wearing her magic hat. shawls on a cool day and dangling earrings every day,the loyal friend, the wise goddess, the healing teacher. She is a glass of wine with candlelight. She is fairy pod lings and spirit dolls. She is her childhood imagination and Sunday tea, the train through the countryside and the waves of Cornwall . She is the hippie heart, music playing, songs Ladies of the Canyon and Suzanne. She is the finch and the shy crows and the blackbirds and thrushes she sees from her garden chair. She is the colour purple and barefeet, the smell of jasmine and roses and Vanilla. Sunday rest, history retold. She is the willow tree, springtime and Saturday market. She is faery steps that lead upward Lunar months of the Celtic calendar. She is the cool breeze on the first Spring morning. She is so much more....and she will remain within all our hearts and when we see these things, feel these things, touch these things, read a certain book, hear a song, watch the night sky or a bee landing upon a flower...........it will be her. Daisy will live on through those she touched and will forever be in the moonlight and dancing with her cat in the kitchen and out with the flora in her garden. Henry Van Dyke 1852 - 1933 * Parable of Immortality * I am standing by the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength, and I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sun and sky come down to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says 'There she goes!' Gone where? Gone from my sight - that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and just as able to bear her load of living freight to the places of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says 'There she goes! ' there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout 'Here she comes!' 'Here she comes!' Glitter Princess, Daisy Lupin, our very own Hilary. This is the eulogy I will be reading at 10.20am Please know your comments will be viewed by Daisy's family here, where the Glitter Sisters have been posting their own tributes. Denisexxx