In reminiscence of David Edward Elliott (05/07/1929 – 15/01/2019) and Edward Stone (08/05/1930 – 06/07/2018)
Every thing flows and nothing abides, every part provides means and nothing is fastened. Hericlitus
The folks who stay within the waves name out to me-
“We sing from morning until night time; on and on we journey and know
not the place we move.”
I ask, “However how am I to hitch you?”
They inform me, “Come to the sting of the shore and stand with
your eyes tight shut, and you’ll be carried out upon the waves.”
I say, “My mom all the time needs me at house within the everything-
how can I depart her and go?”
They smile, dance and move by.
However I do know a greater recreation than that.
I would be the waves and you’ll be a wierd shore.
I shall roll on and on and on, and break upon your lap with
And nobody on the planet will know the place we each are.
I attended the funeral of David Edward Elliott who handed away just lately. He was 89 years previous. I didn’t actually know him. He was the daddy of a pal of mine, Jon Eldude, beforehand Jonathan David Elliott, who had invited me to the funeral. I used to be very happy to attend. I solely met David the as soon as, on the sheltered housing in Canterbury the place he spent his last days. I used to be taking Jon to go to.
There was a gathering within the widespread room. The vicar was there. David was speaking to the vicar on the prime finish of the room. They have been each standing, as if on ceremony, David together with his again to his chair, the vicar standing earlier than him, like a topic earlier than his King.
David was shaking the vicar’s hand warmly, wanting him straight within the eye and declaiming loudly in a voice suffused with wry good humour.
“I’m 100 years previous you already know. I won’t be round subsequent week.”
This wasn’t what I had anticipated. I knew that he had dementia and had been depressed, however on this room filled with misplaced, lonely and desperately confused individuals, he stood out like a lantern in a cave.
It’s true that what he was saying wasn’t truly true, within the strictest sense of the phrase, however he stated it with such verve, with such confidence, that it’d as properly have been.
He had a patch over one eye, which made him appear to be a pirate, and large arms which completely enclosed the vicar’s regular sized mitts.
He had been a railway man most of his working life, and he was a steam practice fanatic, Jon advised me.
Later he got here and sat with us, and I used to be made conscious of the deep affection between them.
David continued together with his tales. He stated he was a toddler spy working for the British authorities through the warfare. He was working with Tito and spying on the Germans, he informed us.
He stated he was an early experimental topic for electro-convulsive remedy, for Submit Traumatic Stress Dysfunction.
He stated his actual father was Lord Tufton, and that he was born into the aristocracy.
He additionally stated that he was of the Elliott clan in Scotland, and that his father was a Scottish butcher.
And on like this, contradicting himself at each flip, and never caring by some means. He had a twinkle in his eye, and he spoke with a rakish chuckle, so it wasn’t clear whether or not he believed it or not. It didn’t actually matter all that a lot.
Jon informed me later that the actual story was that he was a toddler in Ashford. He stated that a bomb had landed within the subsequent road through the struggle and that he had been evacuated.
Jon had lived together with his Dad for a few years, in a council home in Whitstable, the place David quickly turned an area character. Jon stated that always, when he was on the town, the store assistants would ask in the event that they have been associated. When he stated sure, they might get all enthusiastic, telling him how a lot they loved speaking to his Dad, and the way they seemed ahead to him coming in as he brightened up their day.
Albert and Harold, Steptoe and Son
On the funeral Jon learn out his eulogy. He stated that dwelling together with his Dad felt like he was auditioning for an episode of Steptoe and Son, which made me splutter, and that one time he had introduced residence a bemusing object from a junk store: a battery powered, singing fish plaque which had amused him.
I laughed out loud at that. I couldn’t assist it. That picture appeared to deliver the previous man so vividly to life.
Bernadette Fisher, the councillor, additionally spoke, and she or he advised an exquisite story.
She stated each Jon’s Dad, and Tory councillor Ashley Clark, had been preventing towards the Devine Houses improvement on Duncan Down. In the future somebody had minimize by way of the wire fencing that the corporate had put as much as cease individuals accessing the land.
Later Ashley and David, accompanied by his three legged canine, discovered themselves sitting on a bench close by. Ashley stated, “whoever reduce that wire should have been an angel.”
David opened up his bag to point out the ex-copper the bolt croppers he had tucked away in there.
“You may be sitting subsequent to an angel,” he stated.
Jon completed his eulogy with a wonderful thought. He stated: “I really feel someplace between science and mysticism the quantum universe doesn’t overlook such spirits and characters like his and he could also be on a better plain or in one other dimension ready for us to hitch him.”
I do hope so. He was a person I might have appreciated to have recognized.
Nothing is endlessly besides change. The Buddha
Jon is far wiser than he thinks. He typically surprises me together with his observations. It was Jon who helped me to recover from the demise of my very own father final yr. He informed me a few programme he had watched on TV, and advised it gave perception into the processes of life and demise. The programme was referred to as The Secret Lifetime of Waves. It was made by David Malone, and it was on BBC four on the 31st July 2018. This was lower than a month after Dad died; so I watched the programme at Dad’s home on i-Participant.
That was unusual, watching a programme my Dad wouldn’t have watched, mid-afternoon on his personal TV, with out him there. Dad, too, had dementia, and would typically make up tales to fill within the gaps in his reminiscence, although his have been by no means fairly so ornate as David’s. So he swore blind that he had as soon as had a ship which he stored by the aspect of the home in Marston Inexperienced, a city with no lakes or rivers, 100 and fifty miles from the ocean. The truth is it was my brother-in-law’s boat he was considering of, which was, certainly, tucked by the aspect of the home; however that was right here, in Whitstable, solely a yr or two in the past.
The Secret Lifetime of Waves is a science programme, about waves and wave formation, nevertheless it accommodates an odd piece of biographical info, which is why it stands out.
At the start of the programme we’re launched to David Malone’s Mum, who’s sitting on a bench together with her husband, on a cliff overlooking the ocean. It was this view, Malone tells us, that first knowledgeable his fascination with waves.
“What’s so thrilling about waves is that they reveal what’s often hidden from view,” he says. “You possibly can truly see power in motion. They current perception into the forces that rule the Universe. Waves are usually not product of water. It’s not the water that’s shifting, it’s the power. Water is the medium that transmits the power. Waves are a type of transport of power.”
The majority of the programme consists of varied demonstrations of the reality of this proposal.
Waves are made by wind, he tells us, and he exhibits how this occurs by blowing on the nonetheless water in a pond, to observe the ripples unfold out to the furthest shore. We see waves in water tanks with mannequin boats arising and down on prime; we see the circulation of the water, utilizing colored dyes, because the wave passes by way of.
He explains why that is. “Power is the invisible pressure that drives the Universe,” he says. “Power can by no means be destroyed, it could solely change from one type to a different. Even after the wind dies the power lives on within the waves.”
That is when the programme shifts, and he begins speaking about waves usually, versus the watery waves we’ve been discussing to date.
“Waves of power are discovered all through the Universe,” he says. “The world is definitely crammed with waves. Every part is in movement, in course of. Waves are course of.”
Thus mountains are within the means of rising and falling, just like the waves within the sea; it’s simply that we don’t see it this manner as it’s occurring too slowly for our eyes to register. There are hidden waves all through the world, too quick, too sluggish, or in a medium too invisible, for our eyes to catch a glimpse of. There are waves within the vacuum of area, waves within the congealed heft of matter, waves within the sky, waves within the sea, waves of warmth and waves of chilly, waves of electromagnetic power within the very life round us. There are waves within the terrifying expanse of intergalactic space-time, and within the infinitesimally small, paradoxical world of quantum actuality, the place ideas, like waves, can affect matter. Waves are in all places, as motion, as change. Every part is within the means of change, because the Buddha identified over two and a half thousand years in the past.
“Our lives are in steady change,” Malone says, talking now concerning the human dimension: “a dynamic means of change.”
It’s at this level that he tells us that his Mum had died through the making of the programme, and that he had been considering of her the entire time.
Now this was one thing new. A science programme with private info in it. How typically do you see that? Science likes to fake that it’s solely goal, that it is just concerning the measurement of information. However scientists are human too. They too have emotions, and right here was one individual in a science programme prepared speak about his personal, troublesome, human expertise.
It wasn’t solely about grief. He was telling us about life. Life too is a wave. It’s a wave of power that passes by way of us, just like the waves within the sea. We aren’t flesh, any greater than sea-waves are water. We’re power, and power by no means dies. Simply because the sea-waves’ power is reworked because it crashes on the shore, and turns into one thing else – a sound, a wave within the wind, which then joins the remainder of the air-currents to make new waves within the ocean – so our life-energy wave carries on too; to the place we have no idea.
Maybe, as Jon suggests, it shifts to the quantum universe and enters one other dimension. Maybe his Dad actually is an angel. Maybe his Dad and my Dad are sitting collectively proper now, in some hyperdimensional portal between various realities, consuming quantum whiskey, and reminiscing about issues that by no means occurred.
Simply since you can’t see one thing, it doesn’t imply it isn’t there.
From The Whitstable Gazette 28/02/19
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