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Name | Joopeng Chan Chinlund |
Date of Death | November 1st, 2009 |
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Funeral Home | Rivera Family Funeral Home - Taos | |
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818 Paseo Del Pueblo Sur Taos NM 87571 United States |
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Monica,
May the wind always be at JooPeng's back, her fields ever green and the sun always shine. Somewhere over the rainbow.
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Dear Monica,
I wanted to express my condolences. I never met your mother, but I could tell that she was a very special and beautiful person from the way that you had talked about her in the past. Best wishes during this time of your loss.
Sincerely,
John
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WHEN I THINK OF PENG
It is through the senses of vision, taste and sound.
The vision of Pengs first appearance in the sun-washed living room of that traditional New England summer home on Marthas Vineyard. The vivid colors of her kimono standing out against muted greens and browns and faded oriental carpets. Her elegant hair style and make up contrasted with our beach-bum casual garb. It must have taken courage for her to present herself as she wished to be seen, with no concessions to the culture she was about to marry into.
I can also see her fiancé, my half uncle Tom, fluttering around her like a protective mother bird, conveying a touching combination of nervousness and undisguised love, as he introduced her to his polite but puzzled family.
A later vision: years later we are neighbors on Manhattans Westside. Peng and I patronized the same small health food store and frequently I would see her there, where, still dressed in elegant oriental style, she stood out among the over-stocked shelves and shop-worn bins of grains. I recall her giving me detailed advice on the best products for good health, but again it is the sight of her that comes to mind today.
Her careful shopping must have been the source of the pleasurable memory of taste that lingers from the occasional meals we had in their Columbia University apartment, with its crowded rooms angled off a long narrow hallway. The art of culinary elegance in that challenging environment could not have come easily.
But perhaps the sense experience that has had the most lasting effect for me was the sound she produced on a grand piano that almost filled their living room. Sitting so close to the instrument as she played with passion and authority was a demonstration of how music can fill ones whole being, stir the blood, and speak to the heart. This gift of the power of live music that she freely offered to her guests is one that I still recall when I counsel my mental health
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My most heartfelt thoughts and prayers reach out to you in your time of loss.
Love,
Michael
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Although I believe I only met her once when she was in Los Angeles, Peng was one classy lady. I am impressed with her very rich life, filled with music and family and intense passions. The legacy she leaves behind, in the spirit of Monica and her family (and Gus, whom I have never met) will carry her name and life forever.
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Dear Monica and Gus,
My heart goes out to you both. I just read the news about Peng. I am so sorry to hear of Peng's passing, but I rejoice that she was ready and that it happened in such a relatively peaceful way. I am especially glad to hear that a chaplain helped you pray in a way that was right for you, as I am considering becoming one myself! I hope to be as good at being a chaplain as yours was for you.
No matter how peaceful her passing, I know it must continue to be a terrible shock to you. I will keep Peng, and you, Monica, Gus, and your father in my prayers.
Much love,
Sarah
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Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You have seen your own
strength.
You have seen your own
beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.
Of anything less,
why do you worry?
You are in truth
the soul, of the soul, of the soul.
RUMI
Beautiful, loving tribute Monica. Give your grief some space. We love you.
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I only met Peng once, which was during the time of Monica and Jonathan's wedding. We hit it off! She was fun and quirky and smart and I enjoyed my time with her. Much love to Monica and Gus and Tom and Jonathan and Jobim.
love,
Baruch
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This guestbook and Monica's letter are miraculously powerful in helping us to feel connected to the moment in all of our history represented by Peng's passing. I am very glad to hear that she was ready and peaceful, and that Monica and Gus and Jonathan and Jobim were able to be there with her. I am sending you my love, my support through the shock and sadness of losing her, and my thanks for your including me in these times of attention to her moving from light into light.
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Dear Monica,
I'm SO sorry to hear about this sudden loss of your dear mother.
I can hardly imagine the rush of emotions you are going through. You and Jonathan have my heartfelt sympathy. I'll keep you all in my prayers. Much love, Jan
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Dearest Monica, Jonathan and Jobim...it is always difficult to loose a parent (especially suddenly) and close that childhood chapter of our lives...this was such a beautiful tribute to your mom and her best self really shined through in all that you described...thank you for sharing and for reaching out to your community of family and friends who love you all so much....blessings and peace with you during this difficult transition...please let me know if we can help out in any way....much love, julie and julian
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Dearest Monica, Jonathan, Jobim, Tom and Gus,
Sending love to you dear friends, and honoring the beauty and wonder of JooPeng Chan Chinlund forevermore. She moves forward on her journey, beaming with joy having found new wings to fly toward all the dreams she has held in her heart, sending us all blessings to light our way.
All love,Giovanna
"And as I move through an obscure and poppied world behold a shrouded form that seems to question me! Is this the dead Destroyer, Death? is this the end? Ah no! the pallid arms are raised, the veil divides a faint sigh breaths my name, and lo, Not night but dawn; not death, but life, or better, life through death, yea Death the Bride!"
(Thomas Gotch)
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Dear Peng
With all my love I wish you a glorious flight into the boundless space of pure Light and Love.
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What a beautiful picture. Your mom just sparkles. Thank you for sharing the story of her passing. It sounds like it was gentle and also with a chance to say all that needed to be said.
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