Sambro Lighthouse (Halifax, Nova Scotia)
“Lighthouses are endlessly suggestive signifiers of both human isolation and our ultimate connectedness to each other. ”
My grandfather was a lighthouse keeper… almost a century ago and on the other side of the ocean… far, far away. I wonder what he thought, all by himself – day after day – in the middle of an endless sea.
Twelve years ago, my mother and her sister (my aunt) died within two months of each other. My mother was 79, my Aunt, 86. According to their express instructions, they wanted to be cremated and requested that I scatter their ashes in the open sea – so that they would go back home to Europe. It was an honour and a privilege to fulfill their wishes. One of the most peaceful and serene moments in my life was when I leaned across the fishing boat, said a prayer and – one-by-one – scattered each beloved woman’s ashes. I said my goodbyes and wished them a safe journey. Despite the moody sky and the very (very) rocky waves, time stood still. I knew, in my heart, that the steady gaze of the lighthouse would guide them home.
“I can think of no other edifice constructed by man as altruistic as a lighthouse. They were built only to serve.”