When I die, an email from my address announcing the event, and a short statement of my two-cents about it, including my profound gratitude for everyone whose path I have crossed, even for a second, will be sent to all those on a list I’m compiling. I’ll be amused to discover the complete message, which I am attempting to finish today or soon after because my recent Afib cues me to the possibility that my table’s ready, as Robin Williams said was the message of death.
I sure still have so much to embrace and so much to free this side of Oneness, but the adventures of this incarnation have been such that my primary feelings—overwhelmingly—are awe and gratitude. There is nothing I don’t treasure, for I know intuitively that all is God, which means that the essence of existence is unconditional love and ever-new Bliss, and the conscious realization of that reality for every soul is inevitable—and every moment of human life and every other form of life there is for the soul this side of enlightenment exists solely in service of that inevitability.
That I can write these words as a reflection of my inner-most sense of things discovered in this lifetime prompts my heart to dance a jig of delight for the privilege.
I am so grateful to be able to leave in the world so much tangible evidence of my discovery that the spirit of the universe is playful, loving, deep. Meanwhile, I anticipate encountering all sorts of sacred beings who have nurtured my adventures of this incarnation, and among the celebrations will be howls of laughter at the most noteworthy forms of bone-headed choices I’ve made that have been an essential part of my awakening.
Fittingly, should I die today, my last drawing will be that of a competitor in the Olympics for saints with one foot.
Could you please stop talking about departing? It’s too soon, you have too much still left to do, and too many people need you now.
Steven
You are not even close from dying
I just lost my elder sister whom was 87 years old was living in a wheelchair for the last 2 years
I am still looking forward to see you sometime in vt
Love you brother
What a lovely essay Steve; I’m so touched. You’re so clear in your thoughts. I love how humble and grateful you are. And the acknowledgement of all the bone-headed choices we all make over the course of a lifetime. But that’s how we learn. If we ever we were done learning, I suppose we’d just levitate off the earth!
You made such a difference in my life. I’m so appreciative of you.
I’ll sure be sad when you move to the other side, but joyful that you lived such a rich life, full of ups and downs.
Saints with one foot. Excellent!
Love you,
Brad
Who then will constantly open my heart and eyes?
Every day I am more aware of the reality of death and your message gives me lightness on the subject. Preparation and awareness seem to be the key. Thank you for including me in your future and your final 2 cents notes.
How beautiful this message of gratitude is. This earthly life is fleeting, beautiful, but inevitably just a stepping stone. Let’s meet soon on this side of the sod, and hopefully again in the next incarnation. Nothing to fear here. Only love. Thanks for shining light on this. With appreciation and gratitude, Tina
I’ll be jigging with delight when the news comes, Steve, knowing as best I can, that your adventure has only just begun….and that, if you thought you had experienced Playful, Loving and Deep on this side, well just HOLD ON!!!
Whatever the timing, thank you for this heads up and the opportunity to share what an absolute blessing it has been to know you, and be inspired by your embodied spirituality. I remember the first moment I met you. In less than 60 seconds I knew I had just met someone very special, and how lucky was I that you lived a couple of doors away! You just never know what fabulous, creative bonehead is right around the corner. Big love to you.
I loved, loved your response Lisa. Well done!
I don’t know you, but it sounds like we may have a similar connection with Steve.
All the best, Brad
Awe Steve- I hope it’s a long while before the Master Waiter/Hostess / God calls you sit at the table .. but I love your preparedness. 💛