Bereaved Families of Ontario -Toronto

Bereaved Families of Ontario -Toronto Bereaved helping the bereaved learn to live with grief. We can help the healing begin. Bereaved Families of Ontario – Toronto is a local charitable organization that seeks to inspire hope and transformation in people who are grieving the death of a loved one.
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We are a community who has the courage to share and explore grief, and be a beacon of hope for the future.

We are a community who has the courage to share and explore grief, and be a beacon of hope for the future.

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06/14/2021

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The Virtual Butterflies of Hope will be taking place today, Sunday, June 13th at 6:00pm. If your package has not arrived...
06/13/2021

The Virtual Butterflies of Hope will be taking place today, Sunday, June 13th at 6:00pm. If your package has not arrived yet, please be patient, it is on its journey. Nothing in the package is required for you to attend the virtual event. We look forward to sharing this night of songs, poetry, mindfulness and remembrance with you.

Here is the link for the Zoom Webinar:
https://us02web.zoom.us/j/83199184255

Here is the link to register/order your butterfly:
https://www.bfotoronto.ca/butterflies-of-hope/

Please feel free to join us at 6:00pm on Sunday. There is no password.

The Virtual Butterflies of Hope will be taking place today, Sunday, June 13th at 6:00pm. If your package has not arrived yet, please be patient, it is on its journey. Nothing in the package is required for you to attend the virtual event. We look forward to sharing this night of songs, poetry, mindfulness and remembrance with you.

Here is the link for the Zoom Webinar:
https://us02web.zoom.us/j/83199184255

Here is the link to register/order your butterfly:
https://www.bfotoronto.ca/butterflies-of-hope/

Please feel free to join us at 6:00pm on Sunday. There is no password.

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06/09/2021

Photos from Bereaved Families of Ontario -Toronto's post

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06/07/2021

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BFO-Toronto is pleased to announce our Butterflies of Hope 2021 sponsor: Linden & Associates. Linden & Associates has su...
05/26/2021

BFO-Toronto is pleased to announce our Butterflies of Hope 2021 sponsor: Linden & Associates. Linden & Associates has supported BFO for many years and their gracious contributions have made it possible for us to consistently host events for our community members. This year is no different. We will be holding our annual Butterflies of Hope (previously known as Butterfly Release) virtually on Sunday, June 13th, 2021 at 6:00 PM.

To register for the virtual event and order your Butterflies of Hope Package, please visit this link: https://www.bfotoronto.ca/butterflies-of-hope/

BFO-Toronto is pleased to announce our Butterflies of Hope 2021 sponsor: Linden & Associates. Linden & Associates has supported BFO for many years and their gracious contributions have made it possible for us to consistently host events for our community members. This year is no different. We will be holding our annual Butterflies of Hope (previously known as Butterfly Release) virtually on Sunday, June 13th, 2021 at 6:00 PM.

To register for the virtual event and order your Butterflies of Hope Package, please visit this link: https://www.bfotoronto.ca/butterflies-of-hope/

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05/25/2021

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Art by @theimaginarylibrary
05/19/2021

Art by @theimaginarylibrary

Art by @theimaginarylibrary

Art by @dancingbananagirldesign
05/15/2021

Art by @dancingbananagirldesign

Art by @dancingbananagirldesign

Inviting gentleness and holding. Grief lives in me and manifests through me. I hold myself like I hold my child when she...
05/13/2021

Inviting gentleness and holding. Grief lives in me and manifests through me. I hold myself like I hold my child when she's hurting.
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Holding the grief and giving it the space it needs to exist, transform and become a sweet song, a soulful prayer, a vibrant dance, a poem. Grief says, "I long to be held". I hold grief and honor its many dimensions.
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These are holds that I practice to invite tenderness. As I hold myself I soften into the shape and breathe. I stay in each shape as long as I need. Sometimes it is supportive to feel the rise and fall of my chest as I breathe.
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I invite you to take these shapes and perhaps invite words of gentleness as you breathe in a way that is supportive.

Image and words by @embody.create.heal

Inviting gentleness and holding. Grief lives in me and manifests through me. I hold myself like I hold my child when she's hurting.
🌕
Holding the grief and giving it the space it needs to exist, transform and become a sweet song, a soulful prayer, a vibrant dance, a poem. Grief says, "I long to be held". I hold grief and honor its many dimensions.
🌕
These are holds that I practice to invite tenderness. As I hold myself I soften into the shape and breathe. I stay in each shape as long as I need. Sometimes it is supportive to feel the rise and fall of my chest as I breathe.
🌕
I invite you to take these shapes and perhaps invite words of gentleness as you breathe in a way that is supportive.

Image and words by @embody.create.heal

Please join us online for our Annual Butterfly Release on Sunday June 13th, 2021.This year, the Butterfly Release will b...
05/10/2021

Please join us online for our Annual Butterfly Release on Sunday June 13th, 2021.
This year, the Butterfly Release will be a little bit different. Inspired by its namesake the Butterfly, this event too, must morph and evolve with the changes that come.
Taking place in June rather than September, the event will be a chance to memorialize loved ones through growing butterfly-friendly plants and a virtual butterfly release. This beautiful BFO event will spring new life in your garden or balcony, attracting and re-energising butterflies along their journeys.
Your donation will include a virtual butterfly to be displayed on our website with your loved one’s name, a tag with your Loved One’s name on it, and everything you will need to plant wildflower seeds. These seeds will evolve into a lovely plant where butterflies will rest, before stretching their wings again.

Please join us online for our Annual Butterfly Release on Sunday June 13th, 2021.
This year, the Butterfly Release will be a little bit different. Inspired by its namesake the Butterfly, this event too, must morph and evolve with the changes that come.
Taking place in June rather than September, the event will be a chance to memorialize loved ones through growing butterfly-friendly plants and a virtual butterfly release. This beautiful BFO event will spring new life in your garden or balcony, attracting and re-energising butterflies along their journeys.
Your donation will include a virtual butterfly to be displayed on our website with your loved one’s name, a tag with your Loved One’s name on it, and everything you will need to plant wildflower seeds. These seeds will evolve into a lovely plant where butterflies will rest, before stretching their wings again.

Thinking of those missing a loved one on Mother’s Day 💐
05/09/2021

Thinking of those missing a loved one on Mother’s Day 💐

Thinking of those missing a loved one on Mother’s Day 💐

Via @doodlydays
05/05/2021

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Via @doodlydays

Art by @theimaginarylibrary
04/30/2021

Art by @theimaginarylibrary

Art by @theimaginarylibrary

“If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns des...
04/27/2021

“If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happened better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb."

-Mary Oliver, Don't Hesitate
Art by @beamingdesign

“If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happened better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb."

-Mary Oliver, Don't Hesitate
Art by @beamingdesign

“This is my brother Jeff. He was 35 when he was killed at Christmas time in 2018.  He was a caring, loyal, spirited guy…...
04/26/2021

“This is my brother Jeff. He was 35 when he was killed at Christmas time in 2018. He was a caring, loyal, spirited guy…an artist, a visionary, a lover of music, light, colour, friends and family. He also really loved rainbows.

On October 2nd, my family will be running, walking and stationary-biking the BFO- Toronto 5K Memorial in honour of my brother Jeff. It is through the continued support and service of organizations like BFO Toronto that my family and I are still standing today. There is no pain greater than the pain of losing a loved one. We are running to raise funds for BFO Toronto so that the incredibly important work that they do can continue to help the many others in our place. We love and miss Jeff every single day. On October 2nd we hope the Rainbow Riders will do him proud.

Like Team Rainbow Riders, if you too wish to participate in memory of a loved one and support BFO Toronto, please follow this link: https://www.canadahelps.org/en/charities/bfo-toronto/p2p/5k-memorial-2021/“

Art by @iuliastration
04/22/2021

Art by @iuliastration

Art by @iuliastration

04/20/2021

**JOIN US JUNE 14TH** 🏳️‍🌈

Grief is not a feeling. And to say so is to minimize an experience that is so powerful, so all-consuming, so forever altering, that we miss out on all the myriad of ways it brings us to our knees and brings us face to face with our most human selves. At being here, human we believe that grief is our birthright, which is not to say it is a good time, or that we must like it, or that it in any way needs to be accepted or resolved or recovered from. It is to say that so much of life is messy and hard and brutally raw, and still we wake each morning, and breathe, and live with these broken and wounded hearts.

This June, we are proud to offer a grief writing workshop for LGBTQ+ individuals living with loss. Each morning (EST Monday-Friday for two weeks) you will receive an e-mail with a daily writing prompt. You are welcome to keep your writing to yourself, or you may join us in our private Facebook group to share your writing with others in your community.

To register, please visit www.beingherehuman.com/writing-workshop

[Image description: A Room Of Our Own: Grief Writing Workshop for LGBTQ+ Folx from June 14th-25th] ✨

#grief
#griefandloss
#griefwritingworkshop
#griefisnotoptional
#makegriefapriority
#bhh
#beingherehuman
#lgbtqiapride

Everyone is welcome to attend BFO-Toronto's first-ever virtual book club. This group will meet every Wednesday in May (M...
04/16/2021

Everyone is welcome to attend BFO-Toronto's first-ever virtual book club. This group will meet every Wednesday in May (May 4-May 26) from 6:00 PM-8:00 PM. Each week we will read a novel section and connect it to our own grief experiences through discussion.

The book we have selected for these sessions is Feeding My Mother by Jann Arden. In Feeding My Mother, singer and songwriter Jann Arden shares what it is like for a daughter to become her mother's caregiver--in her own frank and funny words and in recipes she invented to tempt her mom. Full of heartbreak, but also full of love and wonder.

All loss experiences are encouraged to join!

To register or find out more information about the book/group, please contact the office at (416) 440-0290 ext 103.

Everyone is welcome to attend BFO-Toronto's first-ever virtual book club. This group will meet every Wednesday in May (May 4-May 26) from 6:00 PM-8:00 PM. Each week we will read a novel section and connect it to our own grief experiences through discussion.

The book we have selected for these sessions is Feeding My Mother by Jann Arden. In Feeding My Mother, singer and songwriter Jann Arden shares what it is like for a daughter to become her mother's caregiver--in her own frank and funny words and in recipes she invented to tempt her mom. Full of heartbreak, but also full of love and wonder.

All loss experiences are encouraged to join!

To register or find out more information about the book/group, please contact the office at (416) 440-0290 ext 103.

Via @theselfspace
04/15/2021

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Take what you need 🌸 Via @anxiety.positive
04/01/2021

Take what you need 🌸 Via @anxiety.positive

Take what you need 🌸 Via @anxiety.positive

Via @fourthtrimestercollective
03/27/2021

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Via @newhappyco
03/20/2021

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Via @thegriefcase
03/18/2021

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Via @griefuncovered
03/14/2021

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Timeline Photos
03/11/2021

Timeline Photos

Today marks the one-year anniversary since the World Health Organization (WHO) declared Covid-19 a global pandemic. As we reflect on this year of distancing from those we love the most, commuting to the couch, schooling from the kitchen table, watching our cities open and close (over and over), grieving deaths of all kinds while lacking connection and ritual, appreciating the enormity of emotion being felt by all humans across the world, we are reminded by the queen-of-the-couch herself Glennon Doyle that we can do hard things. We can change our lives completely, we can upend our routines, we can live in isolation, and we can learn to talk openly about grief. Collective grief. The kind that affects everybody, at the same time, in VERY different ways.

#DamianBarr said, while we are not all in the same boat, we are all in the same storm.

So many families missed opportunities to properly mourn their people this year. In a display of solidarity, several health organizations across the province are asking the public to remember those who have died from the virus by honouring their memory and reflecting on the hope that lies ahead.

At 7pm this evening (March 11th) step out onto your balcony, porch or driveway and light a candle as a sign of remembrance to honour those who’ve died of Covid-19.

#Candle4Covid #TogetherWeCanDoIt #Grief #ItsOkToNotBeOk #CovidSucks #WereAllInThisTogether

BFO Toronto is offering support in Hindi and Urdu in the month of April. This program is aimed at providing one-to-one s...
03/11/2021

BFO Toronto is offering support in Hindi and Urdu in the month of April. This program is aimed at providing one-to-one support and online support in Hindi and Urdu to individuals who have lost a loved one. This group will occur for 4 weeks (once a week from April 1st to April 30th, 2021) and will address grief in a culturally specific context. This group is peer-based and will be focused on discussion and personal experience. Registration details found on poster.

Starting April 1st, we will be offering a 4 week peer support group for frontline professionals who have been impacted b...
03/08/2021

Starting April 1st, we will be offering a 4 week peer support group for frontline professionals who have been impacted by the death of their clients, patients, or participants. This group will aim to memorialize those who have passed while also creating ways of coping in personal and professional life. This group is peer-based and will be focused on discussion and personal experience. Registration details found on poster.

Starting April 1st, we will be offering a 4 week peer support group for frontline professionals who have been impacted by the death of their clients, patients, or participants. This group will aim to memorialize those who have passed while also creating ways of coping in personal and professional life. This group is peer-based and will be focused on discussion and personal experience. Registration details found on poster.

Via @fullcirclegriefcenter
03/05/2021

Via @fullcirclegriefcenter

Via Glitter and Grief
03/01/2021

Via Glitter and Grief

Via @todeathsociety
02/27/2021

Via @todeathsociety

Via @todeathsociety

Via @whatsyourgrief
02/23/2021

Via @whatsyourgrief

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I've posted this before, but these holidays can be hard...21 years ago was our last Christmas together....
Is open group happening tonight? I was supposed to get a call at 5 and heard from no one.
"That was beautiful." (Full Circle FB page)
Thank you so much arranging the Trees of Life at City Hall again. I viewed them today, and saw the names of my parents, who passed away about three years ago within 5 1/2 months of each other (though long divorced and remarried). BFO helped pull me through a tough time.
Strength and support to the families impacted by Toronto's latest shooting.
We recently said goodbye to a long time, valued volunteer, Agnes Struik, a Noah Thorek award recipient and a 25 year plus volunteer. Agnes has retired and returned to Alberta to live on her family farm. Agnes has been an adviser with BFO-Toronto for many years, specializing in our Youth programs, working closely these past few years with our Youth Program Coordinator Ellen Chang. We would like to recognize all her contributions and dedication to BFO-T over the many years she has been involved. We are truly grateful and wish her all the best in retirement. Here is a picture of Agnes, Jane and Ellen taken at her farewell party on November 18th.
THE BLOG The Ghost At The Classroom Door 05/09/2016 17:27 | Updated 04 September 2017 2.6k Aimee Foster Mum, writer and beach lover. DEAN MITCHELL VIA GETTY IMAGES This week social media is alive with pictures of little children smiling at the school gate, clutching brand new book bags and sporting shiny shoes. Tips for parents on how to cope with their child’s first day, tales of parents who couldn’t wait for this moment and of those who are dreading it fill my news-feed on an hourly basis. We should be joining them, you and I. As I drop your big sister off at school for her first day back, I glance at the reception classrooms with trepidation. For the first time I see the classroom your sister inhabited during her reception year in a new light. Knowing we should be among the hub-bub of photos and hugs outside the doors causes an additional kind of sadness to wash over me. This is one I haven’t yet experienced in the spectrum of sorrow you left me with. For the first time, I see the friends you’ll never have and the mums I’ll never to talk to. Introductions we’ll never make, play-dates we’ll never attend and jokes we’ll never share. These friendships hang in the air like a fine mist. They are an invisible curtain of abstract words and experiences hanging over the playground. Until now, these people have only existed, as you do, in my imagination. Yet suddenly here they are. I can actually see them. If life had been kinder to us, we would be with them on their first day of school and part of their lives from today onward. I can almost touch the birthday parties you’ll never attend and Christmas plays I’ll never see you in. Friendships will bloom without your input. They’ll never know you were supposed to be there. I want to run over and tell them all you should be there. I want to meet your teacher and view the spot on the classroom carpet where you should be sitting. I feel angry that you’ve been robbed of your rightful place yet again. A kaleidoscope of missed experiences unfolds before me, running like a river through my heart. Of course, I’ll look like a mad woman if I go over there. Some days grief makes you mad, to an extent that’s hard for others to understand. As I see tiny child after tiny child enter their new classroom, I wonder how you would have fared on your first day. Would you be one of the bounders, running in without a backwards glance, or a leg clinger - unable to let go of me? Perhaps you would take after your sister who was a mixture of the two? The few hours we spent together during your only day of life didn’t leave me with any answers to these and many more questions. I don’t even know what you would look like in your royal blue cardigan and grey dress. I imagine your hair and eyes to be dark, as they were during your short life. I picture a cheeky grin and an air of confidence about you as you wave me off. And suddenly, there you are. The ghost at the classroom door. You were notably absent from our first-day-of-school photos this morning. You should have been arm-in-arm with your sister and brother. A stab of guilt slices through me as it so often does when I think about you. Would your brother even be in those photos if you were? Would he even exist? I tell myself to abandon this guilt-filled conundrum for the time being. The answer lies just beyond my reach. There is a hole in all our family photos, a gap where you should take your place. A voice missing when your brother and sister laugh together and a pair of legs which doesn’t quite keep up with them when they run and play. A shadow with human form joins in with all our endeavors. Your presence grows stronger with our desire for you to be part of it all. 2016-09-04-1472967587-6102111-Running.jpg Today you are the ghost at the classroom door. Yesterday you were the ghost of our cliff top walk. I felt you careering through the breeze and darting through the long grass as we walked. A different ghost of you exists for every occasion. You are the sunbeam dancing through my window in the morning and a whisper of wind through the trees at night. Expanding, contracting and shifting shape as you fill us with eternal love and regret. 2016-09-04-1472967717-2886103-Clifftop.jpg I watch the reception teachers chivvy along children and parents alike, completely unaware of the fact there is a name missing from the register. Uniform never purchased and labelled, a lunch box never filled, a hand never to be raised and a pencil never picked up. Your friends embark on this milestone together while, just like first words and first steps, it has passed you by. As always, for you we can only imagine. We will always imagine. I wonder how many other mamas are doing the same this morning, how many other children should be starting reception, how many other hearts feel clogged with sorrow. A small army of classroom ghosts who missed out on their first day of school. So from today onward, I’ll see you there. Smiling and waving from the classroom door as you wait for class to begin. Aimee Foster is the co-founder of mum friendship website Mum Amie, where she also blogs about parenting, baby loss and well-being. Follow Aimee Foster on Twitter: www.twitter.com/mum_amie More: Uk-back-to-school Uk Family
I am a bereaved mother - my oldest son David passed away June 27, 2007. I wrote a book about David that was recently published by Ardent Writer Press. HEAVEN’S ANIMATOR is an illuminating and candid true story of love, family, loss and messages from the afterlife. This story has the rare emotional combination of humor, sorrow from the loss of a child and hope from signs from the afterlife. The unimaginable loss of a child is chronicled in this story. It is my individual journey of becoming a bereaved parent when my son David suddenly and unexpectedly passed away, with an emphasis on the emotional support from family and other grieving parents. I describe mystical events that convinced me of receiving afterlife messages from David. Discussions with other grieving parents about signs from butterflies and recurring phenomena with music and dreams are recalled by me in this story. David’s philosophy to have fun and live life to the fullest, because life is too short, is inevitable throughout the story and was uniquely illustrated through his comic strips of Boomer Bunny seizing life and acting on every opportunity that he could in each of the comic strips. This true story takes readers on a journey from delightful humor, through the sorrow of child loss to the remarkable comfort of receiving signs from the afterlife. It is available on amazon.ca https://www.amazon.ca/gp/aw/d/1938667514/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1499295271&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_FMwebp_QL65&keywords=heaven%27s+animator&dpPl=1&dpID=51i4jtjul-L&ref=plSrch
HEAVEN’S ANIMATOR is an illuminating and candid true story of love, family, loss and messages from the afterlife. This story has the rare emotional combination of humor, sorrow from the loss of a child and hope from signs from the afterlife. The unimaginable loss of a child is chronicled in this story. It is my individual journey of becoming a bereaved parent when my son David suddenly and unexpectedly passed away, with an emphasis on the emotional support from family and other grieving parents. I describe mystical events that convinced me of receiving afterlife messages from David. Discussions with other grieving parents about signs from butterflies and recurring phenomena with music and dreams are recalled by me in this story. David’s philosophy to have fun and live life to the fullest, because life is too short, is inevitable throughout the story and was uniquely illustrated through his comic strips of Boomer Bunny seizing life and acting on every opportunity that he could in each of the comic strips. This true story takes readers on a journey from delightful humor, through the sorrow of child loss to the remarkable comfort of receiving signs from the afterlife. It is available on amazon.ca https://www.amazon.ca/gp/aw/d/1938667514/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1499295271&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_FMwebp_QL65&keywords=heaven%27s+animator&dpPl=1&dpID=51i4jtjul-L&ref=plSrch
I am a bereaved mother - my oldest son David passed away June 27, 2007. I wrote a book about David and it has recently been published by Ardent Writer Press. HEAVEN’S ANIMATOR is an illuminating and candid true story of love, family, loss and messages from the afterlife. This story has the rare emotional combination of humor, sorrow from the loss of a child and hope from signs from the afterlife. The unimaginable loss of a child is chronicled in this story. It is my individual journey of becoming a bereaved parent when my son David suddenly and unexpectedly passed away, with an emphasis on the emotional support from family and other grieving parents. I describe mystical events that convinced me of receiving afterlife messages from David. Discussions with other grieving parents about signs from butterflies and recurring phenomena with music and dreams are recalled by me in this story. David’s philosophy to have fun and live life to the fullest, because life is too short, is inevitable throughout the story and was uniquely illustrated through his comic strips of Boomer Bunny seizing life and acting on every opportunity that he could in each of the comic strips. This true story takes readers on a journey from delightful humor, through the sorrow of child loss to the remarkable comfort of receiving signs from the afterlife. It is available on amazon.ca https://www.amazon.ca/gp/aw/d/1938667514/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1499295271&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_FMwebp_QL65&keywords=heaven%27s+animator&dpPl=1&dpID=51i4jtjul-L&ref=plSrch