Today, I found out that my old friend Riverhawk crossed the veil. He was an amazing person. I met him years ago when I was teaching metaphysical classes and conducting public rituals to celebrate the changing of the seasons.
He had been a long time student of the martial arts and was in very fit condition. He was a quiet, soft spoken person, and had a beautiful singing voice. He worked in computers, but his loves were many. Not only could he sing, dance and play the recorder, he was also an excellent writer.
Riverhawk and his wife could not have children, so they adopted two orphans from the war in the Balkans.
Then one day about five years ago, he started getting these strange sensations and muscular spasms. After many tests and doctor visits, it was determined that he had ALS, which is known as Lou Gehrig's Disease. Gradually, this wonderful, kindhearted, intelligen and very fit person, started to slowly lose all control of his body until it finally ceased to function. He was far too young and vital for this. Yet it happened.
At first, I could not believe it. As it progressed, he did what he could, but there was no hope of a cure. Finally, he is released from the gradual deterioration. I am still amazed that the person who I met who was so alive and healthy could suddenly develop this slow death.
Riverhawk was a great man. We never know when we will cross. Now he is free to fly again.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
A Sudden, Slow Crossing
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