Last weekend we visited the de Young Museum in San Francisco to view the
King Tut and the Golden Age of the Pharaohs Exhibition
.
It was an amazing display of wealth and power which filled many galleries in the museum. As I walked through the exhibit, I was aware of the empty hope the Egyptians had in eternal life.
The final gallery was a display of the actual treasures found in the Boy King's sarcophagus. Amid the cache of gold and jewels, I noticed a nugget of wisdom ~ an Egyptian proverb written on the wall above the display. It read ~
To speak the name of the dead is to make them live again.
This powerful proverb resonates well with me as I reflect on my own grief journey, and the journey of others who hope to experience peace with loss.
To speak the name of the dead is to stir the memories we treasure; to rouse the precious hours, months or years we had together; to address the void that is so very present, no matter how skilled we have become at suppressing or denying it.
To speak the name of the dead restores the relationship in our hearts and keeps them a part of us.
