In Memoriam of Roger Woolger

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Roger Woolger has passed away on Friday, November 18, 2011.

Here is a note from his family:

Two months ago, while in hospital in London, our father, Roger was diagnosed with metastatic melanoma.

One month ago we brought him back to Upstate New York, where he felt most at home, to take care of him.

Yesterday he passed away with all of us, his children, gathered around him. His passage was peaceful & without any pain.

Thank you all for your love, support & prayers.

We will be in touch & in his own way, so will he be, from the spirit realm.

♥ Love to all, the Woolger Clan ♥

Comments (4)

  • Sueli
    Sueli Simoes
    06 December 2011, 01:30
    Dear Yasemin,

    Thank you for writing this note. I want to share with you and all members the text Roger choose to write in his biography in our manuals:

    Bernard Shaw - The True Joy in Life

    “This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish clod of ailments and
    grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.
    I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the community and as long as I live it is
    my privilege to do for it whatever I can.
    I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I live. I
    rejoice in life for its own sake. Life is no “brief candle” to me. It is a sort of splendid
    torch that I have got hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations.”

    Let’s take his torch and burn like him had done, as brightly as possible…

    My love to my Master and my friend!

    Sueli Simões – Woolger Training Portugal
  • Moacir
    Moacir Oliveira
    16 December 2011, 02:23
    Dear Yasemin and EARTH Members,

    I want to add part of the Rumi poem, one of Rogers favorite sufi poets

    The ladder

    ...When you have completed your journey,
    For certain you will return to being an angel;
    after this your time on earth will be over
    and your station will be in heaven...
  • Sueli
    Sueli Simoes
    18 November 2012, 02:09
    Tribute to Roger Woolger - a poem writen by him

    A Poem on his Birthday: Lindisfarne, 1994

    Fifty years upon the earth
    Since an inconspicuous birth:
    Came with clouds of angst and awe
    Into the aftermath of war.

    A sleepy town with turgid river
    --and springs to stimulate the liver—
    Where thoughts of guns and strife were far:
    Placid Royal Leamington Spa.

    A solemn child peered from her skirts,
    Wary of new repeated hurts.
    Must hot and solitary tears still hide
    The ingrown scars of genocide?

    That little boy scarce knew the names
    That put humanity to shame—
    Hiroshima, Dresden, Ypres—
    A multitude of troubled sleepers
    Fed his nightmare world with blood
    Till it seemed all grief would flood
    Deeper than his soul could own
    In that damp and foggy town.

    And yet the wheel of seasons turning
    Aroused in him ancestral yearning
    Took him roving copse and stream
    Lured by some ancient yeoman’s dream.

    With gentle magic, birds and trees
    Did help his frightened heart unfreeze
    Till slowly, long forgotten voices
    Speak an old tongue—his heart rejoices—
    Of peasants, Celtic monks and scions,
    Bards and sailors clapped in irons!

    And now in books deep satisfaction
    To let imaginary action
    Explore the heights and depths he knew
    Giving each voice its passion’s due.

    In Hugo, Dickens, Shakespeare, Poe
    The kindred sensibility of woe
    Gave him fresh strength, enduring vision:
    The nourished soul breaks forth its prison.

    So too with music, feeling’s loom,
    His spirit found a mighty room
    Wherein the feeble tongue of love
    Could soar into the heavens above.

    Thus, singing Bach—his Mass in B--
    An Oxford student chorister was he,
    It seemed the very choir did melt
    And waves of undulating bliss he felt.

    The rippling Sanctus brought to pass
    A vision of Saint John’s “sea of glass”
    Where “holy, holy, holy” glee
    Echoes to all eternity.

    Roger J. Woolger (1944—2011), England.
  • Sueli
    Sueli Simoes
    18 November 2012, 15:08
    Tribute to Roger Woolger - interview in Portuguese sent by our colleague Alberto Boarini, from São Paulo. Thank you Alberto!

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