Ode

A tribute to our beautiful mother, Mary-Anne who 3 weeks ago passed away at dawn, in the midst of the stillness and silence on a London Monday in September.

At that moment before the autumn morning broke the dense cloud and the leaves shivered in the cool air. While everything was quiet, her spirit lifted, evaporating with her presence as if by magic.

And as I listened to the last of her little heart beats on her chest and felt her face, the birds appeared and the day moved in on a sun ray and a hymn.

What a privilege.

Not one for fan fare, and defiant to ever sit at a dining table… (until her son became a famous chef).

My contrarian mum was a rare and spectacular breed who ran with her wolves and always took notes.

The strength of the power of her mind was spectacular to the finale and her determination failed to cede.

Ever the dashing light of an alternative perspective and positivity and a shrewdly confident protagonist of the mundane, she was sublime and ridiculous, witty, snobby and smart. A real and honest woman who challenged every quo and never shied to share her wisdom for healing.

Remembered by all for her extraordinarily magnificent curly hair that was as free as a her soul was fire. And only ever one long earring.

Thank-you mum for being my mOm. For the love and the lessons. For teaching me to see the world through creative light and for questioning social conditioning and the norm. For never giving up on us, for always finding ideas and the opportunity in the change. Most of all for believing in angels and Vogue and that you can never have enough books. And always carry lipstick.

It’s been a journey, one I so wish could have been longer in this life.

I will continue to find the meaning of it through art movies, to the secrets of health in meridians and the ever truth that to have a friend you need to be a friend.

Dave (my uncle) created Mary-Anne’s 3 C’s - clients, courses and chaos (as she even studied Macrobiotics up until August this year). Dean and I added “certificates” and “conditions” (aka “cancer”) to round it up to 5!

Certainly nothing about you was “ordinary”. Everything about you was extra-ordinary.

I love you with all my heart, thank you for everything and my life and for this gift. You are the light of my life and now a spirit bird, set free.

“I’m sorry, please forgive me, thank you, I love you.” - Hoʻoponopono.

Into the golden light, through the pink mist, into the white light. You were magic and will leave us all spellbound!

See you on the other side.

21.04.1953 - 16.09.2024