Please enter a minimum of 2 characters to search.
Please enter a minimum of 2 characters to search.


Memorial Keepers(7)
They manage this memorial. Contact or join
Eve Watters
November 1st, 1948 - October 25th, 2024
November 1st, 1948 - October 25th, 2024
I work a mixed-media life — Impossible to ignore the voice from the heart.
Eve Watters, 75, a world-class harpist, storyteller, and artist passed peacefully at the University of Virginia Hospital ICU on October 25, 2024. after a brief illness. She was surrounded by her husband, her sister, and her closest friends, who were playing the music that her heart loved.
Eve grew up in Croton-on-Hudson, New York, and was surrounded by music and the arts since early childhood. The household was full of classical music with speakers mounted throughout the home and music a near-constant presence. Eve was influenced by the truth of music very young.
When she was 11, Eve’s father was awarded a Ford Foundation Grant to run an educational publishing company in Rangoon, Burma (Yangon, Myanmar). While the family traveled to Burma, they took time to explore other countries, and for the very first trip that introduced Eve to England, they went via the Queen Mary from New York to London.
Eve started her musical career learning to play the clarinet. Eve always had a specific musical path and a very strong inner direction for what she liked. Soon Eve began to explore folk music and taught herself several stringed instruments to include the guitar, banjo, and dulcimer.
At age 15, Eve attended Stockbridge School, a private co-ed boarding in Massachusetts. The academic environment did not suit her, and she returned home at age 16 and soon moved to Manhattan to take an au pair job. Her employers were avant-garde film-makers, and the rich, creative environment was comfortable to Eve. For almost a year, Eve took care of two young children and managed to save enough money to move to London at age 17.
Eve had always been drawn to the British Isles. Additionally, she felt spiritual kinship with the Celtic traditions and instinctually felt this move would move her closer to her calling.
Eve lived in England for about 13 years. There she met her first husband, Bill Watters, and they had two children. Eve’s firstborn was her son, Heron, and less than one year later — on Eve’s birthday — Hannah, her daughter, was born. Sadly, Heron passed when he was only five years old. Eve and Bill separated soon thereafter. Eve’s sister, Ruth, traveled to Derby, England, from California to help Eve and Hannah during Heron’s illness and remained with them after his passing. Then in 1979, the three of them packed up Eve’s life in England and came to Virginia where their mother was just settling into her own new life in Charlottesville after a 30-year marriage. Eve, Hannah, and Ruth, came to stay with her in Charlottesville and chose to remain in the area.
How meaningful it was for Eve and Ruth to have crossed the Atlantic to Great Britain together (on the Queen Mary) at the start of one new phase of their lives and then to come together for another crossing, in the opposite direction, to start a new phase in Virginia. Soon Eve found her way into the blossoming arts and music scene that Charlottesville offered and made it her home. It was in that new environment that Eve fully reclaimed the original vision and direction she had had for her life (which she felt she had lost touch with for a while during her first marriage) and began the style of storytelling that led to her discovering her affinity to Celtic harp and becoming a student of it. Through those reclamations, she developed the other projects and directions she pursued for the rest of her life.
In May of 1992, on a Saturday night, Eve met her beloved Ian at Charlottesville's Prism Coffee House. Their meeting was extraordinary: Normally Eve would be playing music at a regular gig she had at a bed-and-breakfast off of Route 250, but that night, the venue was booked for a wedding, and Eve was free. Ian, who is an Australian citizen, was in town for tax season, and his landlady encouraged him to join her for an evening out to the Prism. It turned out that Ian's landlady and Eve knew each through story-telling, and so the three of them spent the evening together, and Eve and Ian became fast friends. Eve and Ian also discovered that they lived just a few houses apart from each other in the Fry's Spring area. The next evening, Ian invited Eve to join him for a walk in the neighborhood, and their relationship blossomed. Soon after this meeting, Ian went to England and Germany for a bicycle trip that took him away for several months. They remained in contact through letters, and upon his return, immigration told him he only had 10 days left in the U.S. before he had to return to Australia. Their friendship continued to grow through their letters. When Ian returned for tax season in 1993, his room in Charlottesville had been rented, and Eve invited him to stay with her. During this visit, they decided to drive to Canada so that Ian could pursue a work visa, but that was unsuccessful and upon their return to the U.S., Ian learned once again he had only 10 days before he had to go back to Australia. When Ian returned for tax season in 1994, Eve and Ian began looking for a house together. They purchased their home in Crozet in August of 1994 and married in 1999. In 1995, Eve and Ian went to Australia to meet Ian's family, and for the first time, she saw kangaroos, emus, and wombats in the wild.
Eve shared her vast repertoire of tales and music from all over the world with audiences of all ages, traveling throughout Virginia and performing in at least 17 states, plus Britain and Australia. Eve was hailed as a modern-day bard and was a Virginia Commission of the Arts Touring Artist for nine years and a featured artist for the 1997 grand opening of the Virginia Harp Center.
Having had an intense experience of the numinous as a young woman, Eve enjoyed a rich inner life. She played a key role in establishing the Céile Dé tradition in the U.S. and had a particular love for this Celtic spiritual path’s sacred chants in various Gaelic languages. She made many pilgrimages to sacred sites, especially the holy island of Iona, and was much beloved on both sides of the Atlantic as an elder in her spiritual community.
Eve had an abiding interest in the connection between music and healing and was one of the early Certified Music Practitioners through the Music for Healing and Transition Program (MHTP). She initiated and coordinated the MHTP classes at the University of Virginia Medical Center and helped found the Musicians in Residence Program there more than 20 years ago, enthusiastically mentoring many aspiring therapeutic musicians. In addition to playing live, therapeutic music at UVa, Eve was an active musician for the Music by the Bedside Program for the Hospice of the Piedmont. The sounds of her sensitive, gorgeous harp playing accompanied many people to the other side. For Eve, playing at the bedside was a true spiritual practice. Accordingly, there is now an MHTP scholarship fund in Eve's name. Donation details appear at the end of this bio.
Eve described herself as making art for all the senses. Like her music and storytelling, her visual artworks were multi-layered and multi-cultural, weaving many different media and often including words to inspire and nourish. She generously shared her techniques with her fellow artists through various publications such as Somerset Studio.
Left to cherish her memory are her devoted husband, Ian Henry, her loving sister, Ruth Turner, many dear and close friends, several cousins, and extended family. Eve was predeceased by her son, Heron, and her daughter, Hannah, who died in 2015 at age 42.
Eve was laid to rest at Panorama Natural Burial Ground on November 1, on what would have been her 76th birthday. Honoring the Celtic traditions that she loved, a memorial cèilidh — a community gathering for sharing stories, music, and remembrances — will be held at the Unity Church, 2825 Hydraulic Circle, Charlottesville, Virginia, on Saturday, April 26, 2025 at 2:00 pm.
Donations will be accepted at the cèilidh for the MHTP scholarship fund established in Eve's name. You can also donate online at http://www.mhtp.org/donate or write a check (payable to MHTP and indicate in the subject line that it is in Eve's honor); and send it to Mindy Cutcher, MHTP, 1305 Church Rd, Oreland, PA 19075.
Events
Create an event page to coordinate a gathering in honor of Eve
Resting Place
Panorama Natural Burial Ground
Near welcome kiosks • 38.13380312114407, -78.50051256748287
Tributes
Share a favorite memory, send condolences, and honor Eve’s life with a heartfelt message.
Tina Tourin


It seems like I knew Eve forever but likely it was through the harp Conferences and Somerset. Then of course through MHtP and IHTP. And to top that off we both have a love for the Ceile De. Eve came to stay at our home in San Diego to be a companion to Betty while I was away teaching these past couple of years. The joy she brought to Betty and to me was so rich with her smile, her stories, her amazing music and her origami notes! She stayed in my room and worked on her projects, always a pillar of light and love. Hearing the night before she joined the angels, we were able to send her a audio recording thinking that she would have more time but within the next couple hours she let us know she was seeing the angels and it was time to go with them. Playing Sonewhere Over the Rainbow sends connections to loved ones and each Sunday we take tine to play the song on our harps to send love their way ans yo hold those in need., hope and love. Dearly miss you Eve! Every Blessing, Tina and Betty
Kathy Russ
Eve was my abiding connection to the Ceile De - she was my forfeach, or mentor, as a newcomer to the path. A constant source of encouragement, Eve opened me to greater creative possibilities and sacred service. She always thought outside the box and challenged my perspectives while also listening deeply, full of inquiry for my point of view. She was the driving force behind the creation of the Bas Sona retreat, held in 2023 in Montreat, NC and offered by Cill a Thulaich. Together, nine of us explored Ceile De teachings and practices around death and dying. We also celebrated themes of community life, the natural world, the other world, and practical matters of life in preparation for death, like how to help your estate executor wrap up your earthly business. (Thank you, Ian!) And of course, we had a memorable Ceilidh, with music, poetry, and stories. Eve passed so suddenly that I took deep refuge in the Ceili De practice of singing the blessings of God on her departed soul for a few months. It was as though we were able to gather there at the open door to the Other World, not just Eve and I, but many more souls who came out for our Ceilidh each day at dawn! It was a joyous and light-filled time that nourished all of us in the weeks following the devastation of Hurricane Helene in Western North Carolina where I live. 'The Blessings of God on the souls of the dead God of the Earth, God of the Fire, God of the Fresh Waters, God of the Great Winds, God of the World, God of the Shining Stars, God of Golden Goodness, The Blessings of God on the souls of the dead." With heartfelt thanks for the life and gifts of my friend and mentor, Eve Watters, may she frolic forever, build community and follow the Light in whatever form she finds herself! Wherever she is and goes, may she continue to be a living treasure. Kathy Russ 4-26-25
Rosemary Dowling
My first retreat with the Céile Dé at Wisdom House was when I first met Eve. I could tell right away that she was someone special and so very generous. After that day, each time we met I would feel such joy to be in her presence! While on Iona we were gifted with a spontaneous harp concert by Julie, Seumas, and Eve. I’m reminded of that day when I play one of Eve’s CD’s. Eve and I were happy to be roommates at Hallowood. She was such a talented storyteller. She told me of all the books she had where she found the stories she told and even sent some of the books to me so I could enjoy the stories. At one of the retreats at Cranaleith, Eve lead a session working with the pronunciation of some of the fuinn. Before we left for home she said she realized neither of us had completely mastered the pronunciation of the Gaelic grace. I doubted she hadn't mastered the pronunciations but realized it was her way of helping me without embarrassing me. So, for the next few months we had Zoom calls together to work on the words of the grace. What a privilege it was to have Eve teaching me the pronunciation. Still to this day when I say the grace I feel Eve’s presence. At one point, Eve was so excited to find out that I lived in Croton on Hudson where she grew up. Each time we met we would share stories of Croton. She would tell me stories of what it was like growing up there and I stories of what was happening during recent times. She suggested that when she had a gig in my area or was driving to Pumpkin Hollow she could come for a few days and we could walk around the village and share our stories. We were both excited to do that together. Unfortunately, we never got to take our walk through the village. One of the special things about the Christmas season was anticipating the arrival of Eve’s original Christmas cards. I would be so excited when I saw that envelope from her. I was never disappointed. Each one was so beautiful! I still have all of them. I know how blessed I was to have Eve cross my path and so generously share her many talents. I am sorry to not be able to be present with Ian, Eve’s family and friends to celebrate Eve but have set aside the time to be present in spirit. Rosemary Dowling
Julie Farrell
Dear Ian and Eve's family, We first met Eve at a bookstore concert in the early '90's. My daughter still remembers the verses to the goat song she sang! She was a junior in high school at the time. I got to know Eve a little better when she taught a harp class at PVCC. I made some delightful friends through that effort and I've been blessed to continue my harp journey with Brenda Cox now. Thank you , Eve. You have always been a delightful person and a great teacher. Love you.
Alexia Greaves
I meet Eve when my Uncle Ian came back home to introduce her to our family. As a young girl to me she was mesmerising with her beautiful smile, happiness and incredible harp playing. And of course the happiness my Uncle found in the life they shared together. From reading about her it’s sounds like she enjoyed a very full life with many adventures and greatly loved and admired by many. As a nurse myself its very rare to hear of someone dedicating their time to be at the bedside of a person during their time of passing as it’s an incredibly difficult situation to put yourself through especially when volunteering not as a family or friend. To do so would have given so many people peace and what a beautiful thing to do shows what an amazing person she was and how lucky the community was to have her. Unfortunately with the vastness between Australia and the USA I didn’t get to know Eve only meeting her a few times and am grateful to have now learnt more about her and her life. I feel very lucky my Uncle was able to find love with such an amazing woman who was so warm, talented and giving. May she be at peace.
Melinda Gardiner

I began to know Eve as she and I worked together when she initiated the MHTP classes at the University of Virginia Medical Center in 2000; 25 years ago. I was the person running the day-to-day business of MHTP and also an MHTP teacher, so I began to travel to Virginia to teach some of the weekend Modules. I relished visiting Eve and Ian! Then in 2006, Eve contacted me, saying, 'You have to invite this woman up there to present a workshop; you MUST meet her!' At the time, Eve knew that one of my 'hobbies' was producing concerts and workshops at my church for touring trad Irish and Scottish musicians, with an emphasis on harpers. That woman was Sister Fionn of the Céile Dé. A profound meeting, and Eve and I have been Céile Dé spiritual sisters ever since. We were last together for four days in May 2024 as room-mates on Iona, and I am so grateful to have those precious, vivid memories of her: sitting up in our beds each morning, meditating together, with Eve's sweet little travel altar between us. Then we'd each do our Duolingo for a while--me, my Irish, and Eve, her Scots Gaelic! And sitting together outside, while Eve was creating some art, enjoying the Iona sunshine. I know that she is in the arms of Beloved Rúnda, in the midst of her next great adventure. (here is a photo Eve sent to me in 2008 of the Univ of VA Medical Center Certified Music Practitioner team).
Copyright © 2026 Keeper Memorials, All rights reserved.
