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Thursday
Oct062011

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

Every once in a while, something occurs which shakes your perspective. Whether a sudden vicissitude or a slow drawn-out process, it changes the way you perceive reality. In these times, you either search for those meanings you can grasp or you lose yourself by going back to blissful ignorance.

These situations can leave us feeling lost in unfamiliar places. Often, there is no black and white, no right or wrong, no definitive answer, and we are left to make decisions with no understanding of their eventual outcome.

I've felt this place before, and I have known its solus tedium.

However, every once in a while, we find that glimmer of hope, that beacon of faith that tells that what we're doing is ok, lets us know that we're taking the correct path.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward. You can only connect them looking backwards, so you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something —your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever—because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence to follow your heart, even when it leads you off the well-worn path, and that will make all the difference.

These words were spoken by someone I greatly, greatly admire. Since my first hearing them years ago, they have echoed through me. They have aided me in forming a model of the universe that I am comfortable with. They have helped me develop friendships, aided me in making life's decisions, and have pushed me to follow my heart.

There's a comforting feeling when you know that someone else can perceive things as you do, that your understanding of life isn't deliriously different from everyone else's.

On Wednesday, that person passed away, yet those words will continue to be at the centre of my mind. They will give me confidence to travel my way in life, and they will let me know that everything will be ok.

The orator had amazing vision, taste, and understanding. There are many things that I will never understand, many things that I may question. We were never alike and I doubt we ever will be, but those words give me a cornerstone. They give me a bedrock for me to lay my own philosophy, and because of that, I am deeply grateful that they were said when they were.

And with that, I must say: Steve, thank you so very dearly, and goodbye; I will miss you.