The Creation of Ken’s Pieta

In my last visit with Ken he was excited about me being with Maarten as I came and sat beside Ken on his bed.
He was sipping Perrier out of a little green bottle. Maarten had shared a book called 'Michelangelo's Mountain' with Ken.  Ken devoured it and said, They were brothers in stone.
Email note from Ken:
“Thanks (again) – I was wondering how things were going.   With over three hundred pictures taken by Nadina and daily notes my experience has been so heightened by the book as I am enjoying it so much.  What a great book, particularly when coupled with the work in progress.
I’m very proud of my small part in having this work done.  I think Maarten may curse me at times but then at the end of the day I think both of us will have completed an interesting journey into ourselves.
Thank-you again for your friendship, your thoughtfulness and for letting me persuade Maarten to do something somewhat different.  There is a lot of Maarten in this work already and I’m sure it will just get better.  There is a lot of me in that it has forced me to think outside my box of words and recognize that there are many languages and some have no words at all.”
Maarten and Ken  

 Ken had three physical visits to Maarnada during the sculpting.  The first is shown in this picture.
Now, at his bedside, Ken was animated as he told me he had something for me.  He said he knew I was challenged reading as the words jump around, but there were few words and mostly pictures and he felt I would like it.  He smiled as from under the bedcovers he pulled out a black linen covered book.  'The Creation of Ken's Pieta' A Sculpture by Maarten Schaddelee as told in pictures by Nadina Schaddelee a gift from Ken and his wife Sara. Ken was so excited that it had arrived early so that he could share it with me.  I kept stroking the cover and looking at the pictures and few words. 

 He knew me well...and our hearts knew each other well.
Ken's Pieta

Ken brought up the conversation of last Goodbyes.  He had mentioned that someone had visited but hadn't said 'Goodbye'.  Attempting to be helpful I said,
“You don't always have to say it in words, you can feel it and send it.”
I kissed him on the forehead and told him I would treasure the book and the sharing, as Ken had brought Mary back to me.  In his gift through the Pieta Maarten brought Mary into form and I had anchored the energy.  I am a Stone Whisperer, and a companion to the soul and spirit. My love of Mary and Mary’s love for me had been received by my touch at each sunrise during her creation. At Ken’s request his Pieta had been sculpted in Carrara marble of which Michelangelo had created his Pieta.  In Michelangelo’s a young Mary is holding her son after he has died.
Michelangelo's Pieta

Before we left I saw a picture of Ken, taken long before we had met him. I commented that 'He had a moustache in the picture'. 

 "Nadina, I still have a moustache."
He did, and stopping to comment on the picture had given me a moment to go back to Ken and see it.  We laughed, and then Ken said,

“Nadina, you didn't say, 'Goodbye'.  So I kissed his forehead, and stroked his cheek and said, “Goodbye”.
“Nadina, you are 'My sister in stone.”
 “Ken, you are forever in my heart.” 

 Maarten and I walked out to the car.  I got in the car, clutched the book to my chest, and wept. 
 My body it knew this would be the last time I would see Ken alive.
Ken with his Pieta

Visits in Spirit are a whole other matter. As Ken not only orchestrated another sculpture for Sara's parents, but companioned us on the creation of my Mary that would be a gift for my 62nd birthday. 'Mary and Me'

Ken lived his life well and at 47 years of age died on March 9th 2008 at home in the loving arms of his beloved Sara with their faithful dog Seabee by their side.

Nadina Storyteller of Maarnada
Sister In Stone to Ken.

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