I got the word that my mother’s surgery went smoothly and she is fine. Hopefully she will be out of the hospital soon. I can breathe again. There are numerous moments in life that make a person’s heart quicken and the “fight-or-flight” security program in the brain kicks in, making us breathe harder… making us sweat… We wait endlessly for the threatening conditions to pass, and minutes feel like hours.
Alan Watts was a genius who took Eastern philosophies and meditation and brought them to Western culture in a way that offers light and hope and freedom from fear. I discovered him on YouTube and learned that even though he is dead, his thinking reaches out to me and gives me comfort in my inevitable face-off with Death. Do you know Death? He was that funny. yet disturbing character in some of Terry Pratchett’s funniest Discworld novels… the one that talks in ALL CAPITAL LETTERS because the weight of his words are so serious. That particular face-off in the Hockey Game of Life is one that sooner or later I am bound to lose. Everybody loses that one sometime… but only once. After all, as hockey players go, Death is a superior center.
I think that if I can get one message across to other people before I lose that face-off and the hockey game ends, it needs to be this, “All people are the same. No matter what color, what sex, what belief system… they all have equal worth. I am a part of them, and they are a part of me. As Alan Watts says, I am connected to everything.”