Late today I had a most unusual experience...which resulted in a very unexpected reaction on my part.
Meeting with my Coffee Gang friends in Starbucks we found out that 'some guy' OD'd in King Sooper's men's bathroom. Naturally, our reaction was that of strange shock... I mean...what does one say...really... You 'think' a lot about it and your mind is full of all kinds of emotions. Who was he? Had we seen him before in the area?
After I got home, walked into my apartment, I burst into tears.
All of a sudden, the only question I could think of about this man was "I wonder if anybody had invited him for Thanksgiving dinner..."...
and I just felt immeasurably sad for this person who had to die this way. Did anyone really care about him? Did anyone actually LOVE him? Would anybody miss him personally? Did he have a family...was he homeless?
Did he commit suicide or was it accidental...does it really make any difference?
For those who want to judge him in any way, ...maybe you shouldn't...Life has a way, through our soul's own choosing, to experience events that help us to 'understand' including: do not judge or condemn. We don't...and most likely never will...know this man's story...
So, I just sent him a hug and told him to please enjoy his next life and may it be full of happy moments... That feels pretty good, actually, to love unconditionally....which simply means: allowing ...
We allow others to experience what they need...and they allow us the same.
Namaste'...and Peace to you, Mister Whoever You Were...
Meeting with my Coffee Gang friends in Starbucks we found out that 'some guy' OD'd in King Sooper's men's bathroom. Naturally, our reaction was that of strange shock... I mean...what does one say...really... You 'think' a lot about it and your mind is full of all kinds of emotions. Who was he? Had we seen him before in the area?
After I got home, walked into my apartment, I burst into tears.
All of a sudden, the only question I could think of about this man was "I wonder if anybody had invited him for Thanksgiving dinner..."...
and I just felt immeasurably sad for this person who had to die this way. Did anyone really care about him? Did anyone actually LOVE him? Would anybody miss him personally? Did he have a family...was he homeless?
Did he commit suicide or was it accidental...does it really make any difference?
For those who want to judge him in any way, ...maybe you shouldn't...Life has a way, through our soul's own choosing, to experience events that help us to 'understand' including: do not judge or condemn. We don't...and most likely never will...know this man's story...
So, I just sent him a hug and told him to please enjoy his next life and may it be full of happy moments... That feels pretty good, actually, to love unconditionally....which simply means: allowing ...
We allow others to experience what they need...and they allow us the same.
Namaste'...and Peace to you, Mister Whoever You Were...