I want to share with you about the naming, but I cannot. I cannot get my words right to explain to you what this was. I cannot get my words right to explain to you what this did to my soul. The stirring. The connection. The way in which --for me-- it moved something inside of me. I also have a hard time expressing how touched I am that anyone even showed up, and that Carnie conducted it with such care. Know that even though there will probably never be a blog entry on it written by me, the pictures captured by Neshama, and the beauty of nature that surrounded us, and the love from my friends, and the guidance by my rabbi, and the soul-name connection that occurred was a moment in time that cannot be properly described with words.