Still processing the loss of Robin Williams. Too close to Philip Seymour Hoffman’s passing. Too much brilliance snuffed out too, too soon. Troubled souls suffering, from what I feel is personal experience and pain, but also from the ills of this world of ours. This place that is full of so much beauty, but which is full of so much tribulation and heartache. Sensitive people absorb and react to the painful stuff more acutely. I know of what I speak, because I am one. My own experience has included struggle with bleak depression and addiction. I hear about these creative folks, who happen to be famous, and share their pain. Many close to me feel it, too. And it’s getting harsher out there. Anyone with a lick of awareness can feel it. Jiddu Krishnamurti said – It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society. I agree.

Here’s to greater Love in the world. Here’s to dialogue about our pain and suffering and all things beautiful and righteous. Here’s to our healing. Here’s to our endless, mostly untapped potential. Here’s to this great gift of life.

I’ll sign off with a Tale of Two Hairy Buds.

Bless,

K.