February 24, 2013

~ Rest in Peace, Neil Rogers ~

Dearest Neil,

I want to write you a poem,
But I am so sad the words will not come.
Maybe you, as the vessel of beautiful words that you were
Can help me
For I am at a loss.

How is it out there, in the land of stars?
Was John Lash right…
Are we heading in a beautiful new direction with Gaia-Sophia?
Sometimes I wish I could dance with the stars, 
rather than being down here in this crazy place.
And now that you're there, can you whisper some wisdom to me?

Or maybe you are in the forest, where you always wanted to be.
Or maybe you are in every place that is lovely, all at once.
Is that how it works?

What will we do without your poems, 
sprinkled here and there across our favorite places?
Sweet, beautiful heart-lifting gems,
flavoring so many sites with inspiration and loving visions.

I loved your visions.
Your songs in words.
Their melodies danced in my heart, 
a happy little jig, bringing lightness and joy.

What will we do without those songs, 
sung straight from your spirit?
Those notes of love and compassion, humility and care.
You spread them far and wide, without fuss, 
easily sharing what came from your heart, 
generously bringing light to us all.

I wanted to write a poem.
But my heart feels heavy.
Maybe this will suffice 
to express how much I appreciate you.
I kneel in deep reverence for the gift that you were, are, 
and will continue to be.
Your reverence for the earth in all its wonder and beauty,
so apparent in your expression, 
lives strong in me, 
and in your poems, 
and in the hearts of those you inspired with them.

Rest in peace.
And navigate the heavens,
free as the birds and the planets.
They were always you.
That is why you loved them so.


On February 22nd, 2013 Neil Rogers passed away.  

I was told it was in his sleep.

He was only 42.

This was sudden, unexpected.

What an incredible loss.  

His loving spirit will live on.

But we will miss him.

We send love to his son, Keelan.

Rest in peace, Neil Rogers, rest in peace.



Terrance said...

Hello Erin.....sad and shocked!...Neil's fine spirit will be missed! ....love and respect...thank you for sharing your kind words.

Erin Parsley said...

Hello Terrance,
Thank you for your comment.
I am sad and shocked as well.
He was a fine spirit.

Hotspringswizard said...

Neil wouldn't want you to dwell in saddness for him. Everything transforms to become something else in the grand play of life. If you remember him, as you have with a smile on your face, caring for the gifts of thought he shared, your appreciation will see his positive energy rebounded back out into the world in so many ways, and I know Neil would be very happy that he could add to the goodness of people's lives, in such a way :-)

Anonymous said...

Hi Erin,
Well it is very sad news for all of us.Remembering you here Neil and your poetry...sail on buddy!

Prayers for your family too.


Anonymous said...

Steven McCutcheon ...aka Grugyn Silverbristle...


Tupper Saussey...and many others

aria's in the angelic realms...

respects neil,,,




Anonymous said...

Journey excellently, dear spirit-soul that we know by the name Neil.


Anaughty Mouser said...


We have lost a fine man. Condolences to his son and family. I discovered your site through him. R.I.P. Neil.

Peace and love

Anonymous said...

We think we in are in a mist of a journey, but we have
only begun. Neil has ventured on in his journey and
I hope he will be guiding us from where he his at
this time. Will miss him, but know he's here in spirit.


Lux said...

When I think of ages past
That have floated down the stream
Of life and love and death,
I feel how free it makes us
To pass away.
~Rabindranath Tagore

RIP Neil

Stacey said...

Beautiful. I thank you for sharing your love of Neil with me today.

May his soul soar among the stars <3

katz said...

I will miss neil.
the world is a much colder place
without him.

rest in peace, neil.

Steve said...


Anonymous said...

Beautiful are the words of this dreamer...sojourner.

In my heart I feel he was recently wronged unseen.

But as a storm shakes seeds far into rich soil and setting.

He is placed for a glorious morn.

He was blessed in love to rise higher and faster than planned.

And his swift return, garbed in power, is needed for that which comes to pass.

Our neil rides now on the wings of song, returning in the bosom of summer, he leaves but is not gone.

Erin Parsley said...

Wow Anonymous, that was absolutely beautiful.

Thank you.

And thank you everyone for your wonderful comments.

What a moving tribute to a loving soul.

Vanguard Thoughts said...

You are most welcome, Erin.

I came to give honor to one whom I love.


Erik said...

Thanks Neil, for showing us once more that kindness and compassion are qualities we should cherish ...

Thanks Bro, and ...

We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when ....

Anonymous said...

Ravi said:

Thank you, Neil and Bon Voyage.

with love and respect


est said...

in his own words :

by neil rogers

mighty mighty my true friend
who see's above the clouds
the simple focused unifying
container of all sounds

pounding hearted rythms
energising up the way
where light shines through the darkness
love comes out to play

a sense of freedom whispers
the notes upon the flute
the truth will move a mountain
by essence of the root

the fruit of loving enterprised
reaching through beyond
like a river through the heart
where birds sing heavens song



Saturday, September 24, 2011

Endwell Road said...

"the fruit of loving enterprised
reaching through beyond
like a river through the heart
where birds sing heavens song"

Thanks est for sharing that poem.
Neil´s words are reverberating throughout the astral planes, leaving an indelible mark on everyone´s heart.

nobody said...

I'm sorry to hear about Neil. He was kind enough to write several poems over at my place and I was always appreciative when he did so. I always found him to be a bright presence and I think the place will be that much dimmer without him.

And thanks for putting up some pictures of him. This may sound odd but what with having read him and never seen him, I was struck by how 'right' he looks. Which is to say, I take it as a proof of the honesty that comprised his poetry. Does that make sense? It does to me.

Anyway, condolences to his family and friends.

Vale Neil.

Anonymous said...

Fighting back tears again for a man (spirit) I've never met.
Neil had so much power in his poems that affected me in a positive way.
I'm glad to have the chance to feel the things he relayed to the world and me.

Thanks Neil.
Thanks Erin.

Love,walking hawk

Erin Parsley said...

yes, that does make sense. I understand what you are saying.

And yes he brought light to every place he went.


Absolutely walking hawk.

Erin Parsley said...

He was

Ever loving
Ever compassionate
Ever encouraging...

"all I know is love is love,always was and always will be....
an unstoppable pull that contains everything within it,I love that,just to know that and feel it,embody that,that is all that is needed,.....
anyway,,its 2012 people,,,,lets make this world beautiful again,,,,the only people who are stopping us are a few old men who are completely disconnected from their true selves,,,,who thought that they knew better than the rest of us, who have stolen the dreams of all of those before us,herded us into all sorts of arenas, made us kill each other,starve each other and debase us,poisoning the great beauty that lives through us all...

,,,lets become what we are meant to be......the truth

love you people

respects neil

Sunday, January 08, 2012 3:04:00 PM"

su said...

What a beautiful poem.
What a heartfelt post.
I am in shock.
Taken by surprise that someone I had never met had found such a foothold in this heart.

Oh Neil, I feel your absence already.
Journey well and of course you would go before us - gentle, gentle being.

su said...

I have printed your poem out.
I am going to read it up at the dam now.
Thank you for crafting this tribute. You have done the poet himself proud.
Ah blessed, blessed Neil.

est said...

for neil
the empty page
wide and deep
as a field

harrowed with
dirt turned up
ready for seed

plenty of light
a little rain
all they need

for a thought
to arise sustain
and recede

a few clouds
moonless nights
the heart will bleed

in solitude in silence
before the mind
is freed

out onto the earth
up into the sky

to the end
of the universe

i'll hear the
endless cry

i was too
busy living

to ever
think i'd die

Erin Parsley said...

thank you su

me too
me too
me too

it made me happy to think of you with my poem and his memory at the dam. i am sure he felt it. :)

i too am in shock, and deeply feel his absence.

Erin Parsley said...

beautiful esteban.

su said...

Your words
never loud
or intrusive
always expansive
and in resonance
danced across so many pages
with such generosity of spirit.

A whirling sufi poet
bringing in understanding
from pure simplicity
of spirit
and weaving them through
so many lives.

Up at the dam you had already
merged with the sun
and reflected your brilliance
onto the still water.

Where could you ever go
but in our hearts and memories.

Erin Parsley said...

Oh that's lovely Su!
I just love that, so perfect for him. :)

I have this one to share that I came across today, also with the sun and light...

Thank you, with love, erin

Erin Parsley said...

Do not stand
at my grave and weep
I am not there,
I do not sleep.

I am a thousand
winds that blow.
I am the diamond
glints on snow.

I am the sunlight
on the ripened grain.
I am the gentle
Autumn's rain.

When you awaken
in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in
circled flight.
I am the soft stars
that shine at night.

Do not stand
at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.

-Hopi Prayer

Erin Parsley said...

Neil's funeral is tomorrow, Wednesday March 13th at 10am GMT at St. Mary's Church in Whitstable, Kent.

Anonymous said...

Hi Erin,
Just directed from Smoking Mirrors.
I love what you do here.

You deserve more from Visible.
I told him anyway.

I will send you a red rose!