Lighthouse Candle Ceremony

In Memoriam
Steve Irwin

The Candle

Take my hand - can you feel? It trembles as we cry.
Squeeze it tightly, shed your tears, and let this moment by.
Feel my strength and watch the flame of the candle that we light,
And together this grief we feel all of us will fight.
Be not afraid of this darkness that you see.
Let the light of this candle show the way for you and me.

The flickering dance of the candle's warm flame
Will remind you that love will always remain,
So remember the ones who have gone from your sight
And be healed by the glow of the candle's soft light.
When the crying is over for the baby you miss,
As you blow out the candle, you blow them a kiss.

- Steve Bateman (2006)

First candle: For our own loved ones, especially our pets who have gone on ahead to Rainbow Bridge. We send our love to them, and trust in the rainbow's promise.


Shimmering color arched against grey sky,
Painted by dancing light on air-borne mist.
Wide flung by a sacred Hand...
The Hand that formed of dust and nothingness
The solid Earth below.
Beauty and promise together blended,
Beauty ethereal, promise divine.
Given to grace the clouds and the rain,
Given to bless the world-weary heart...
Shimmers... fades... brightens...
To vanish in brilliance...
Shines through the dark in my soul.

- Barbara Mann, 1997

Second candle: For the loved ones of our families and friends. We honor those who have gone on ahead, pray for those who are ill or injured, and hold all of them in our thoughts and prayers.

The Seasons of Your Life

It is the Spring of your life,
the beginning of our love.
I laugh at your foolishness,
show you what you need to know,
protect you from dangers you know nothing about,
and make sure you grow and glow with health.
We will play and practice until...

It is the Summer of your life.
My, what a beauty you've become!
You've grown into yourself and you live at full tilt.
Like the sun, you burn with a passion for life.
You've learned a lot,
but you may not appreciate everything until...

It is the Autumn of your life.
You've grown more sedate.
It's been so long since you were the source
of any sort of difficulty that I've nearly
forgotten the Spring of your life.
Your colors are still vibrant,
but I notice the tinge of frost on your muzzle -
foretelling that one season remains...

It is the Winter of your life,
and your eyes have grown as clouded as
the December sky.
I will care for you as I did during the Spring of your life,
and promise that you will pass as gently
as snow falling on frozen fields.
I will sit by your grave and weep,
and remember all the seasons of your life,
for all the seasons of my own.

- Jim Willis, Copyright 2001

Third candle: For all those who are homeless, forgotten, abandoned or abused, especially the animals. We will always be their voices and defenders, in any way we can, and we offer our prayers for their safety, and ask their forgiveness for the society that too often forgets their value as unique, transcendent souls. We pray that someday our society will transcend its own blindness and shortcomings, as we reach toward the divine light within us all.

Prayer for the Animals

Hear our humble prayer,
O God,
for our friends the animals,
especially for animals who are suffering;
for any that are hunted
or lost or deserted or frightened or hungry;
for all that will be put to death.
We entreat for them all Thy mercy and pity,
and for those who deal with them we ask
a heart of compassion and gentle hands and kindly words.

Make us, ourselves, to be true friends to animals
and so to share the blessings of the merciful.

- Albert Schweitzer

We remember them all.

A Litany of Remembrance

In the rising of the sun and its going down,
we remember them.

In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter,
we remember them.

In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring,
we remember them.

In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer,
we remember them.

In the rustling of leaves and in the beauty of autumn,
we remember them.

In the beginning of the year and when it ends,
we remember them.

When we are weary and in need of strength,
we remember them.

When we are lost and sick at heart,
we remember them.

When we have joys we yearn to share,
we remember them.

So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are now a part of us,
as we remember them.

- Roland B. Gittelsohn

The Lighthouse - for pet loss grief support