log 724 – 08.16.2017

Survive Or Thrive – Staying Alive

“I died when you left?” should more appropriately be put, “I thought I would die but I didn’t.”

A friend sent me the idea of not just surviving but being alive, of course, I had to make it my own in the title showing off my rhyming skills and channeling a little Bee Gees’ Saturday Night Fever. I remember being tickled by Robin Williams, rest his soul, as a young Mork from Ork, doing a parody on his show, dressed up like an old man with cane singing, “Oh, oh, oh, barely alive, barely alive…”

Very funny but it is neither fun nor funny to live life surviving and barely alive. Again it is but a matter of remembering who we truly are. The young or old person who loses a loved one through the other’s choice or death and wants to die or feels like they have died has lost sight of how important their own life really is, bigger that one person, even bigger that the whole world. You and I, everyone of us, are bigger that life.

Another of my dear friends had a friend whose husband of many years died a couple of weeks ago. Judy told my friend that she just did not want to live without him and she didn’t. She passed a few days later. If that sounds romantic to you it is also sad to me and to those who loved her in this life. I think she might have lost herself a bit in someone else. That is easy to do but dangerous because to do so you have to forget who you really are – human but divine, one of a kind, magnificent and sublime. I intend to live as long as I can here (with you or without you) but I am of a mind that we have forever yet to spend together elsewhere. So to those already gone and those who do before I see them, I say I love you, but do not intend to die just because you do. I love you but I am enjoying my own company too much here. I will see you later.

Your friend and fellow traveler,
David White