Another bright light has passed from this world today. One of the most beautiful souls to ever grace the world has left this realm to travel others on wings of light and glorious laughter. Robin Williams died today. He was an incredible comedian, caring man, loving soul and gifted us all with the courage and will to face life with a smile, no matter what.
How is it that someone we have never met in person can have such a profound effect upon us and our lives? I write this with tears streaming and I weep for the world to have lost such an incredible person and force for the Light. I cry because for so long, Mr. Williams battled the demons of depression and addiction…and anyone who has ever fought either one of those (or both) knows exactly how hard it is to even keep your balance, much less win the war. He fought a good fight. I mourn that he who brought so much laughter and wisdom, so much compassion and gentleness to so many people could have been in so much pain that he just wanted it to stop.
I’ve loved him since Mork & Mindy, but my favorite roles of his were Professor John Keating in Dead Poets Society and Parry in The Fisher King. I’m sure everyone has their favorites, remembers some way he touched their lives and made life better.
Please, if you or someone you know is suffering from depression or battling addiction, reach out. This is the most important thing you can do for yourself or them. The National Suicide Prevention Hotline is: 1-800-273-8255.
Goodbye, my Captain. May your soul find peace and keep the angels laughing. Thank you for everything you gave us.
“Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven the sun,
The higher he’s a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he’s to setting.
That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time,
And, while ye may, go marry;
For, having lost but once your prime,
You may forever tarry. “
~ Robert Herrick (1648), “To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time”
“O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead…”
~ Walt Whitman (1891), excerpt from “O Captain! My Captain!”