Ted Rheingold just passed away. He was an amazing guy beloved by many . Endlessly joyful, inspiring, and loving. His autoresponder (typos and all) is one for the books, and like great poetry, worth reading over and over. My cancer (ccRCC, metastic) has gotten the upper hand and I’ll be putting all my resources into managing it. In my stread, please keep these very important messages in place: * be good to each other ...
I’m sitting up in Amy’s office on a beautiful Tuesday morning listening to the Liz Wright station Pandora. Amy is downstairs doing something with the dogs. I just cried for a few minutes after reading Ted Rheingold’s post As I Lay Dying . When I got to the final section, which he calls “Now,” I read it three times. “I’ve gained some powerful emotional powers (super powers) in what I’ve been calling my second life. Most all my deep-set hangups died with my first life. A number (but not all) of my grudges, entitled expectations, self-assumed responsibilities, judgements are simply gone. I have no FOMO. There isn’t an event I’ve heard of since I’ve recovered that I wish I would have been at. I’m simply content to be alive and living my life. I have no bucket list. Life is the bucket.” ...