Death, meditation, life

Since I began this trip I received the news about three friends of mine who died. One was taken away by cancer, one in a car accident, and another succumbed to madness and subsequent homelessness on a straight path downwards to the grave.

All this time on the motorcycle, meditating, thinking about this and much more, have been giving me opportunity to examine what I feel about those losses like never before. The initial grief and profound feeling of loss is always followed by long times imagining the suffering of those people that loved them and that I also know well. That part hurts the most as I identify with their pain.

I never appreciated so much being alive here and now. The sense of presence is so overwhelming I can taste my happiness and gratitude. Just trying hard to live every day.