I sit here feeling such sadness that a great and gentle man has moved on and yet I am thankful he leaves us all with the sweetest and most beautiful memories, teachings and gifts of the spirit . Bru Furner’s legacy of presence, humour, lightheartedness and love will always live in me and I believe will live on in all who knew and loved him.
Bru and his wife Tracey became dear friends who we saw only occasionally. I loved walking through there magical garden that flowed gently along the river. Filled with fruit and vegetable we once stood under their mulberry tree and let the sweet juice of so many ripe mulberries stain our fingers as we ate and talked with no awareness of time.
Bru’s favourite flower was the simple nasturtium and it grew over the rocks and along the stony the pathways in his front yard.
He developed a deep and genuine connection with the indigenous men of the area and would go out on ceremony with fellow elders for days at a time. He was accepted, respected and loved by so many.
I send my sincere condolences to Tracey and their family at this time.