Fravarti's Passing

Fravarti Des Jardins O’Haire Breidenbach took her final breath in this world at 6:06am on September 20, 2021. Her health had been challenging for the last 32 years and this year was the hardest. At the time of her passing the sun was shining, morning glories were blooming outside of her window and the birds were singing a happy song. There is much gratitude that her suffering and struggle is finally over.

Fravarti became a mureed and student of Pir Vilayat in 1980. Throughout the years she led classes, Children’s Universal Worship, Universal Worship, healing circles, zhikr and worked on the staff of many retreats here in Tucson. As well as being one of the cooks for Pir Vilayat when he was in town. Her devotion to the message of Hazrat Inayat Khan was deep and it impacted her life in every way. The trainings she created for her students outside of the order were very much based upon the lessons she learned over the years. Many of her clients and students found there way to the Inayatiyya Order through her example and teachings. She was forever quoting Murshid and Pir Vilayat and took their words to heart herself.

The legacy she leaves behind includes her children, Sharia Des Jardins, Micah Des Jardins, his wife Jessica and their children Micah James and Betty Rose, Zachary O’Haire, his wife Nicki, and her youngest daughter Klaire O’Haire and her fiancé Forest Henderson. All of her children were raised in the Order and have taken the inheritance of the teachings of the Inayatiyya as the greatest gift their mother had to share. Fravarti guided many students and mureeds over the last 35 years who will also carry the work forward as they are called to do.

Fravarti was an author, and her focus was on health and healing. Although she wrote poetry when inspired and her last book was a book of her poetry. Below is the poem that she felt most clearly expressed her experience in her final days. It and other poems can be found her book of poetry – Azizam ~ Exploring the Sacredness of One’s Dearest Relationship.

Sacred Spaces

I belong to the One

who owns the lightening and the storm to the One who owns the rainbow

and the sky it graces

I belong to the One

who puts healing in the wings of angels glory in the souls of men

and beauty in our faces

I belong to the One

who turns night into day and from darkness, creates endless light which to infinity races

I belong to the One

who made babies smell like heaven and roses smell like love

leaving faint but sacred traces

I belong to the One

who is always present and always cares to the One who is creating sacredness for all time and in all places

What sweet beauty is your mother’s the poem, Sacred Spaces. May you and her beloved family feel comfort as she wings her way toward to One to whom she belongs.

With care for your heart and well-being,
Rabia

Dear Sharia,

Thank you for letting us know of Fravarti’s passing.
As you so lovingly wrote, she was a steady worker for the Center for the Message in Tucson for many years and devoted to the Healing, Inner School, and all Universal Worship activities.
Her creativity always brought special energy to an event or class.

May she be at peace to be home again in heavenly realms, full of light and bliss.
May you and all her family be comforted during this time of transition.

with love and sympathy,
Aqdasi

Dear Sharia,

Thank you for sharing news of Fravarti’s passing into her next stage of life. Should the shadows of loss begin to gather, remember you have an extended family of Light to hold you and sustain as you adjust, the departure of a parent, even after a long illness can have a profound effect on us. May your fondest memories of your beloved mother bring you comfort over time.

Fondly,

Avalon Gallien

I remember so many things of Fravarti. Her laughter. How she was one of the first to offer to help when the Healing Order had a need. I remember the way the physicians in her area consulted with her. The insight she had to physical and mental ills. There were so many people who looked to Fravarti as a homeopathic physician who truely had the ability to see the ‘cause behind what appeared.’
I remember the sweetness of Fravarti’s being, the love in her eyes, the kindness of her presence.
I’ll miss you here Fravarti. I imgine there is a celebration in the heavens that you have come to the table of the beyond to offer your service once again.
Love,
Devi