In accordance with her wishes, Phyllis was cremated at Mount Auburn Cemetery in a private family ceremony on Thursday, February 2nd.
A remembrance and celebration of Phyllis' life was held on Sunday, February 5th, at the Cambridge Insight Meditation Center in Cambridge. Phyllis' family wishes to express our warm appreciation to the many friends and family who attended the ceremony.
Phyllis' obituary appeared on page B12 of The Boston Globe on Friday, February 3rd.
Phyllis' story was also featured in an April 23, 2009 New York Times article: "Advances Elusive in the Drive to Cure Cancer," written by Gina Kolata.
Condolences may be sent to Phyllis' family at:
10 Kelly Road, Cambridge, MA 02139
In lieu of flowers, please consider making a contribution to one of the following organizations supported by Phyllis:
The Oneness Family School: International Peace Academy in Washington, D.C.
The Massachusetts Audubon Society
The Kaji Aso Studio, in Boston
The Cambridge Insight Meditation Center, in Cambridge
"Life and death are of supreme importance.
Time passes swiftly and opportunity is lost.
Let us awaken
awaken...
Do not squander your life."
-Zen Night Chant
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Already 10 years! And it doesn't seem like that, because I think of you really often, and for so many different reasons...
Meeting you and living in your house has been one of the most enriching experiences of my life, and I am so grateful for the time spent together!
With love,
Ale
I knew Phyllis through Loren, whom I've known since childhood, and was always moved by the joy that emanated from them as a couple. May the fond memories of Phyllis continue to sustain Loren, her children and family, and all those whose lives she enriched.
Your spirit spreads its wings over us during these troubled times . These many years I have missed you I keep your words and your love in my heart and try to be the person you believed in.
Don was still telling jokes on his way out of the world. He will add wonderful energy to the cosmos.
You are ever with me. I miss you
MOON DRUMMER
in memoriam Phyllis Kutt 1947-2012
The full moon brings her back.
Each month, we watch her,
the moon drummer now,
rising out of the sea.
Carrying the frame drum moon,
she dances all night across the sky—
a kiss in passing for Cassiopeia,
a kiss of silvery light for us,
her lovers, standing on the shore
where her shimmering path beckons.
We turn our faces to her
just as we always did.
We step into her reflection,
float on waves of her light,
just as we always have.
with love,
Lucile
- your friends at Kaji Aso Studio
- all her friends at Kaji Aso Studio
she still around.
Lighting our memories.
Of great moments together.
Great family of love.
Guided by the holly spirit.
Joined by laughs and light.
Love is in the air.
My love to Loren, Chad, Holly, Edna, Alex and Isabela.
I stare as someone walks in front of me, straight and tall, someone with your poise and grace who reminds me of you.
I hear your warm and contagious laughter from a woman who sounds like you.
I watch as yet another walks towards me, someone with your beauty and likeness.
They bring you back and I rejoice as I watch and listen and I say, "Hi, P."
Miss you so very much. I will keep taking strides to be a better person, touch lives positively, and share beauty. As I embark on this next journey in my life, you will be right there with me, as always encouraging and supportive. Love you!
I walk alone accompanied
by winter’s bright stars
that may be dead by now
their light still coming to us.
Are you out there, released
from the body into star stuff
lighting my way
in the indifferent dark?
Last year, 2012 on this day I was driving home to N C after leaving P and family when I saw this beautiful GREEN SHOOTING STAR
Pass across my windshield. The time was 8:24 pm...
An awesome spectre greets the soul,
Strangers entranced by powers
Unmet but not unknown.
A meteor of light to one who walks so well in the dark.
Alluring, invisible precipice so long at my side,
Now seen,
Now understood.
The light moves out over the infinite.
My wife and I send our thoughts and prayers in rememberance of you, especially this week. You touched our lives greatly in the few, all-too brief occasions we had the opportunity to spend time with you in Cambridge and Cape Verde. Thank you, Phyllis. Knowing you has made our lives so much richer.
We all Miss you. Ricardo< Eliana and Hugo
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I also miss your mom so very much. She was very special to me. I hope you both are with Jan and having lots of laughs. Until I see you all again.
xoxo
I am sorry to say I am just finding out about this sad news now.
Ms. Kutt was my homeroom teacher at Lawrence School.
It is a familiar trope to say that teachers leave an indelible impression on their students but in reality this is only true for a very select and special few. Ms. Kutt was one of those teachers for me. Ms. Kutt was very supportive of my weird childhood obsession with opera and was the first person to point me towards the Liebestod from Tristan und Isolde which she loved. That led to my life-long obsession with Richard Wagner.No doubt there are countless other former pupils whose lives have been similarly shaped by this unique woman.
The eagles have landed
I miss you, Phyllis, especially when I hear the beat of drums. I expect you to be turning up soon to sit across or next to me in a drum circle at Omega.
Your presence is here, however, at Tale of the Hawk Farm. Last year two eagles landed in a pine tree across from Omega's beach but on our farm. We named the female after you and the male after another friend who died in February. So these two bald eagles, Phyllis & Phil, built a nest together in 2012 and stayed awhile and then flew away.
But,...this year in January 2013 they returned. Their white heads and tails were whiter because they were 5 years old now and mature. We watched them add on to the previous year's nest, making it bigger. Then, Phyllis sat and sat and sat very patiently while Phil flew in and brought meals. On Easter Sunday, March 31st, 2013 she had a boy and a girl eaglet. We visited the nest almost every day. Now, the eaglets are larger than their parents and can fly and hunt on their own, but Phyllis is still watching over them and us.