- Be Still – The Fray
- Everywhere I Go – Lissie
- Angel Standing By – Jewel
- Thankful – Rumer
- Who Knows Where The Time Goes (Cover) – Cat Power
- I’d Like To Call It Beauty – Corinne Bailey Rae
- Without You – Eddie Vedder
- Cuucuurucucu – Caetano Veloso
- Place To Be – Nick Drake
- Together Forever – Michael McLean
- I Cried For You – Katie Melua
- Songbird (Cover) – Naya Rivera
- Lay Me Down – Cold Specks
- From Both Sides Now – Joni Mitchell
- Who Would You Be Today (Cover) – Holly Miller
- Grace of My Heart – Kristen Vigard
- Angel – Robin Thicke
- Danny Boy – Eva Cassidy
- Stay With Me – Michael McLean
- To Build A Home – The Cinematic Orchestra
- All the World by Liz Garton Scanlon
- Green by Laura Vaccaro
- Many Moons by James Thurber
- Pezzettino by Leo Lionni
- The Biggest House in the World by Leo Lionni
- Stars by Mary Lynn Ray
- Johnny Lion’s Rubber Boots by Edith Thacher Hurd
- Waterlife by Rambharos Jha
- The House in the Night by Susan Marie Swanson
- The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
“It is hard to sing of oneness
when our world is not complete,
when those who once brought wholeness
to our life have gone,
and naught but memory can fill
the emptiness their passing leaves behind.
But memory can tell us only what we were,
in company with those we loved;
it cannot help us find what each of us,
alone, must now become.
Yet no one is really alone;
those who live no more
echo still within our thoughts and words,
and what they did is part of what we have become.
We do best homage to our dead
when we live our lives more fully,
even in the shadow of our loss.” – Jewish Prayer for High Holydays
“Even hundredfold grief is divisible by love.” – Terri Guillemets
“The greatest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.” – Thornton Wilder
“You — and you alone — will have stars as no one else has them.
In one of them I shall be laughing.
And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing
when you look at the sky at night.
You — only you — will have stars that can laugh!
And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows),
you will be content that you have known me.” – Antoine De Saint-Exupery
“It is time for me to go, Mother; I am going.
When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn
you stretch out your arms for your baby in the bed,
I shall say, “Baby is not there!” — Mother, I am going.
I shall become a delicate draught of air and caress you;
and I shall be ripples in the water when you bathe,
and kiss you and kiss you again.
In the gusty night when the rain patters on the leaves
you will hear my whisper in your bed,
and my laughter will flash with the lightning
through the open window into your room.
If you lie awake,
thinking of your baby till late into the night,
I shall sing to you from the stars,
“Sleep, mother, sleep.”
On the straying moonbeams
I shall steal over your bed,
and lie upon your bosom while you sleep.
I shall become a dream,
and through the little opening of your eyelids
I shall slip into the depths of your sleep;
and when you wake up and look round startled,
like a twinkling firefly I shall flit out into the darkness.
When, on the great festival of puja,
the neighbors’ children come and play about the house,
I shall melt into the music of the flute
and throb in your heart all day.
Dear Auntie will come with puja-presents and will ask,
“Where is our baby, Sister?”
Mother, you will tell her softly,
“He is in the pupil of my eyes,
he is in my body and my soul.” ” – The End by Rabindranath Tagore