It’s strange to consider his passing, although I’d felt his fading out of view steadily, for a while.
This friend and I met in a virtual space dedicated to skeptical Buddhists, both with not-quite-healed wounds from fundamentalist childhoods and serious physical limitations (his greater, handled with more grace), but also qualities of joy, curiosity, and a lot of ‘what’s-it-to-you’–things which made us well-suited for Play-as-Being.
There were also meditation and dream circles, disability circles, art and music circles, sustainability and philosophy circles… circles within circles within circles, and you just can’t measure that kind of time!
I don’t want to, either. But as I reflect on his life, and our lives as part of his–so many little stories arising and disappearing like bubbles in the air–I feel mostly happy. We’re so fortunate, all of us part of our long virtual experiment, to have exchanged so many kinds of currencies in so many wonderful lands, to have gotten to know one another so well.
Rest in peace and see you around. I wonder what dreams may come…