Dance on the stage of life.

Dance on the stage of life.

Sometimes it is really hard to comprehend the way the cards are dealt. I celebrated the life of a wonderful man today who died at the age of 56. Both his parents were at the funeral. Despite the fact that this man had suffered enormously and lost both of his legs during his 56 years he had still managed to do so much with his life. He refused to ever give up or feel sorry for himself. His wonderful personality had drawn many people to him along the way. There was so much respect for him today, so much sadness for his going but also gratitude for the man he was. I learnt a great deal about him from his partner and daughter before the funeral, but talking to people on their way out of the chapel today I realised that he was a mighty oak of a man. His partner chose this Buddhist passage which I think sums up the man he was;

“Fear stops all of us from moving on, from growing, from gazing beyond the mere reflection in the mirror.
We all dare to dream but few of us dare to act. We spend our lives hesitating in the wings, not dancing on the stage of life.
And part of life is death. It is the final act, but not the end, just a new beginning.”
Sorrel Wilby, Tibet

She also chose this beautiful song by one of his and one of my favorite artists, Van Morrison.