Today is the day that the veil between the two words, the living and the dead, is the thinnest. It is a day of celebration and remembrance. It is a grand and beautiful holiday AND you get to dress like a badass, thus one of my very favorite holidays. I love and embrace the cultures that celebrate spirit. Pay attention to death, talk about it, make peace with it, get interested in it, honor it, celebrate it. it is going to happen to you and everyone you know. I have printed this one a few times but it never grows old. Love you guys…
“I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says, ‘There, she is gone’
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast, hull and spar as she was when she left my side. And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, ‘There, she is gone,’ there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, ‘Here she comes!’
And that is dying... Death comes in its own time, in its own way. Death is as unique as the individual experiencing it.” - Henry Van Dyke