We created a GatheringUs memorial to celebrate the life of Maija Ingrida Meijers. Collecting your stories and memories here will offer us all great comfort as we adjust to her transition to the non-physical realm. Surely all of us who knew and loved her know that she believed beyond a shadow of a doubt that... see moreWe created a GatheringUs memorial to celebrate the life of Maija Ingrida Meijers. Collecting your stories and memories here will offer us all great comfort as we adjust to her transition to the non-physical realm. Surely all of us who knew and loved her know that she believed beyond a shadow of a doubt that there is no death in Spirit, which shines forever the Love that is all of us combined, unlimited in compassion and unbound by time. Perhaps we could each say that we owe it to her memory to try a little harder to open ourselves to the truths she held so dear, to practice what she practiced and to strive to understand what she 100% dedicated her life to trying to understand. It is simple, but not easy. It is not comfortable for everyone, but anyone can open their heart just a tiny crack more. The crack is where the light gets in, the Light of Maija who still loves you just as much (or more) than she ever did. I am shedding a tear as I write this, because she is here with me now gently helping me know what to say to all of you.
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OBITUARY
Ah, Beloved,
There will be a time to Go Home. There will be a time to lay aside the body illusion and fly free in Wisdom and Light. But, meanwhile, be the window through which the Light shines.
Open every moment of your days and nights to letting the Wisdom and Light shine through your every word and task and action. This is no small thing, but We know you can do it.
This is no small thing, and... see more
Ah, Beloved,
There will be a time to Go Home. There will be a time to lay aside the body illusion and fly free in Wisdom and Light. But, meanwhile, be the window through which the Light shines.
Open every moment of your days and nights to letting the Wisdom and Light shine through your every word and task and action. This is no small thing, but We know you can do it.
This is no small thing, and everyone can do it, and just imagine the Bright Light that would be shining everywhere if they did.
Be at Home in your heart, Child. Be at Home in the Peace of your heart, and shine a little longer into the dream, for Us.
I first met Maija in seventh grade. We spent many hours together that year. We loved to walk to the shopping center or anywhere else in our hometown. Many times, she went barefoot on those outings. Maija was fun, funny, reverent (but irreverent toward... moreI first met Maija in seventh grade. We spent many hours together that year. We loved to walk to the shopping center or anywhere else in our hometown. Many times, she went barefoot on those outings. Maija was fun, funny, reverent (but irreverent toward false pretense), curious, brilliant, humble and above all -- kind. My entire family and I enjoyed her company. She was above all, supportive of her friends. Once, when I was on a special diet, she stocked their kitchen with foods I could eat. Many of us remember hanging out on her family's roof where Maija sometimes did the family's ironing and listened to rock and roll! She loved to draw little cartoon-like faces which were her trademark signature on notes.
I recall a time our language teacher allowed us to choose a poem to memorize and recite. I decided to choose a very long poem, and, not surprisingly, forgot much of it. Maija, on the other hand, chose a short poem which she recited perfectly and with the proper expression. This was typical of Maija. She was brilliant but never seemed to have a need to flaunt her intelligence. I count --- and counted --- myself lucky to have such a good friend.
Not too many years ago, I began enjoying her spiritual writings and looked forward to reading them. At the beginning of the pandemic, I decided to e-mail her. It had been such a long time ago, I wasn't sure she'd remember me. I was so happy to receive her reply. She sent me some spiritual messages that I treasure. We corresponded a couple of times and I was happy to be able to tell her how much I'd valued her friendship as a teenager and her spiritual guidance as an adult.
I extend my sympathy to her family. She was an earthly light that was extinguished too soon, but she left the world a brighter place.
Libby McLean Belser less
I first heard of Maija when I was living at Kripalu Center back in 1992. Some of the best people there were raving about this incredible psychic/spiritual advisor they had been to. I went to see her, and my life opened up in ways I can not even begin to... moreI first heard of Maija when I was living at Kripalu Center back in 1992. Some of the best people there were raving about this incredible psychic/spiritual advisor they had been to. I went to see her, and my life opened up in ways I can not even begin to describe. I was formally introduced to my spirit guides. Blew me away, and Maija's devotion, kindness, frank and direct manner as well as her wisdom and wonderful sense of humor left a lasting impression on me. I am very grateful for that, and I am a better person because of it. Though I was saddened to hear of her passing, I certainly understand that she has gone home to continue her brilliant work. God Bless and Thank you Maija. less
I met Maija almost twenty years ago. Ever since that time, she helped guide me through so many changes and things that I faced. Beginning then, we emailed each other several times a month and then later our talks became texts. And, occasionally when... moreI met Maija almost twenty years ago. Ever since that time, she helped guide me through so many changes and things that I faced. Beginning then, we emailed each other several times a month and then later our talks became texts. And, occasionally when needed--either she would call me or I would do the same. We referred to these calls as 'a need for an earth human talk'. Any of these dialogues gave me more peace and calm and began to provide clarity and purpose. Luckily, I have a MM folder on my email and saved many of these. I can now go back and read them and feel the Angel's presence still. She was an amazing person--giving, kind and yet firm in trying to guide all of us. I have felt emptiness since learning of her passing. Maija, you are where you always said we would all be when we had finished this phase. Thank you. less
As today is Maija's birthday, I am moved to share my memories of her. Maija and I met as Board members of the Yellow Sun Food Co-op in Amherst, MA back in the late 1970's. Our love of healthy food was the first of many things we shared over the years... moreAs today is Maija's birthday, I am moved to share my memories of her. Maija and I met as Board members of the Yellow Sun Food Co-op in Amherst, MA back in the late 1970's. Our love of healthy food was the first of many things we shared over the years of our friendship. In many ways Maija was my guide to living a good life as she had the ability to bring beauty and comfort into any situation. She helped me settle into my new home - which coincidentally I am about to sell. A wonderful painting Maija made while taking art classes hangs in my bedroom. We shared times on the beach in Maine with our young families - and I am moving to Maine soon. She encouraged me to ease up on my hyper-responsibility and enjoy life more. And, I am soon to retire and travel and enjoy life with my new partner in life, Chip. Over the years of our friendship we had periods where we did not meet in person, but always Maija knew when to call and provide comfort and love. And, as has been said by others, I know that Maija is and always will be with me in spirit. My heart goes out to Bruce and Varis as you learn to live without Maija's physical presence. I send my love to you both. less
Maija Meijers' Eulogy to my Porpoise
I met Maija at the beginning of my freshman year at Columbus High School. All my friends called me Draper, and I mention this only for those who do not know me. My friends and I spent many weekend nights at Maija's... moreMaija Meijers' Eulogy to my Porpoise
I met Maija at the beginning of my freshman year at Columbus High School. All my friends called me Draper, and I mention this only for those who do not know me. My friends and I spent many weekend nights at Maija's house, listening to music, and being teenagers.
Hanging out at Maija Meijers” house was always fun. We always had really crazy talks about the silliest things. Like this--
Some way, some how, one night, I got on the subject of having a pet porpoise. It was a wonderful porpoise and did such a great job in keeping my feet warm on cold, winter nights. My porpoise became a recurring conversation until one Saturday night, I had to announce that my porpoise had died. And it was that night that we planned on holding a funeral.
Hanou was the Preacher. Jack was the undertaker. Maija wrote the eulogy. I was stricken with grief.
Hanou picked out the place of burial as the old cemetery just off the railroad tracks out by Marr Road, and on a Saturday night, we all processioned our way to the grave that Jack had dug earlier that afternoon.
The Friday night before, I had gathered together enough plywood to build a casket. I did a pretty good job, too. To give it some weight, I found a nice-sized log, placed said log inside the casket, and proceeded to nail her up. Once it was all sealed up, I colored the plywood using various color pencils.
That Saturday night, we drove as close as we could get. Jack and Hanou carried the casket, and I followed with Maija bringing up the rear.
At the burial site, Maija read the eulogy she had written. I said a few words, the casket was buried, and we left.
My dad got such a kick reading Maija's eulogy to my porpoise that he held onto it for many years. He eventually gave it back to me, and I've kept it all these years.
So. All these years later, here is Maija’s eulogy to my porpoise.
Rest In Peace. less
I first met Maija in 1965, when we entered seventh grade from different elementary schools. She had the equivalent of a posse in those days, not about ego or control, instead because Maija had an enormous light about her. She never seemed to be concerned... moreI first met Maija in 1965, when we entered seventh grade from different elementary schools. She had the equivalent of a posse in those days, not about ego or control, instead because Maija had an enormous light about her. She never seemed to be concerned about the typical adolescent events in life, even then focused on a higher calling. Our graduating class was somewhere around 730 student, with Maija as our valedictorian. Of course, she was the best and brightest! I cannot remember exactly when we reconnected, I was thinking about her one day, decided to search on the internet, and found her, her work with the Angels, in Shelburne Falls. In our first conversation, I asked if she was the Maija I knew from Columbus Indiana, and she stated "not really" and then confirmed she grew up there. I laughed because my experience was the same, seemed like a different lifetime.
She was able to help me address deep spiritual issues. I reminded her one time in junior high, she was sitting right in front of me, and I was having a conversation with another student, apparently referenced God. Maija turned around and looked directly at me, asking "You don't really believe in God, do you?" That shook me to my toes, because of her genius IQ, brilliance and how much I respected her even then. We laughed about this together, stating at that point in our lives neither of us knew much about God.
I told her she was my spiritual advisor, to which she corrected me and asserted my spiritual advisor was God. While I can go on and on, perhaps it is easiest to state my conceptualization of the Holy Spirit was difficult, nearly impossible for me to grasp. Through various spiritual texts, including A Course in Miracles, I could obtain a theoretical understanding, but typically not actualize it. The text I received from Bruce last Friday changed that. Typical shock, disbelief, sadness, grief...then the next morning a sense of Maija as the Holy Spirit deeply comforting me. By perceiving the Holy Spirit as Maija and through Maija, I can now rest deeply in spirit.
Peace and blessings to all, Tom Moore less
Maija shared a story with me once about driving home from grocery shopping, with traffic getting her a little irritated. On the passenger seat beside her was a big box of trash bags, you know the heavy-weight kind with the commercial many of us saw... moreMaija shared a story with me once about driving home from grocery shopping, with traffic getting her a little irritated. On the passenger seat beside her was a big box of trash bags, you know the heavy-weight kind with the commercial many of us saw growing up. Oh, the perils of traffic for someone trying to stay loving and positive. The voice of God pops into her head saying "don't get mad, get glad," just as she glances over and sees the trash bags. Laughter ensues and all is well. That was the humor of Maija. less
Jo Thomas BlaineLooks like posting here can be a little tricky... here is what Jeannie wrote to me. Thank you Jeannie for sharing! "I never met her in person, but I have been visiting her website Angels Daily Message for twenty years. I cannot begin to say how amazing I... moreLooks like posting here can be a little tricky... here is what Jeannie wrote to me. Thank you Jeannie for sharing! "I never met her in person, but I have been visiting her website Angels Daily Message for twenty years. I cannot begin to say how amazing I found her messages to be. Time after it was exactly what I needed to hear. She was truly one of God’s angels here on earth. Every morning the first thing I would do was go her website for her daily message. It breaks heart that she has passed on, but I am so grateful for the tremendous body of work that she has left behind. I have never known anyone who was as devoted to her work as she was. We have all been so blessed to have had her touch our lives. Peace, love, and strength to you and your family.
Sincerely,
Jeannie less