Woke up today to my parents watching a Today show segment on Jett Travolta. I'm sure you heard the news; they've been referring to it for a couple days now.
Immediately after, Mom and Dad were super nice to me and have been all day. They tell me how glad they are that I'm here since I'm rarely here, how it's nice to have me in the house. I love it when they tell me these things, to know that I'm wanted around.
The death of a son or daughter is always tragic. It will never feel right to bury your own children or children in general, but it happens. I just think his death reminded my parents of my own mortality. I will die someday, and it scares me, but how can I live if that's all I think about? I can't. I can't believe I'm about to quote Keanu Reeves, but I will, and it doesn't really count anyway since he said it in a film: "Nothing ever truly dies. The universe wastes nothing. Everything is simply...transformed."
I believe this. I think we're all connected someway or other, the dead and the living. I believe in past lives. I've looked into a person's eyes and felt something behind them that has bonded us before in another lifetime...Oh, this is heavy. But yes...the universe recycles. God is the guy that sorts out the recycling bin. And the Devil picks up the trash and just throws it into the incinerator. Anyway...
I'm sorting through my own trash and recycling and giving away stuff. It's nice to start the year off with less stuff, it feels. Though I can't shake my book buying obsession nor my DVD buying habits. Blurg.
Tomorrow, I meet with friends to discuss our current happenings. It'll be fun.
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I have a suggestion for your books and DVDs; swap them at paperbackswap.com or swapadvd.com, both are free (you pay only for postage).
I believe we all "recycle" too; it makes me more responsible in my present actions towards others and the world.
I enjoyed this blog immensely. :)
Thanks for the suggestion! And glad you enjoyed this post!
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