Random collection of thoughts.
I hope someday you will learn to live like you were dying. My mother taught me that. I hope you will never feel the pain and sorrow of losing your mother at too young an age, too soon before you accomplish the things she would want to see. Cancer taught me that. I hope you have days, week, and months when you cannot stop your eyes from crying when you think about someone you have taught and cared for, grow up; I hope you see them through a different lens, and I hope you can feel their new maturity. My brother taught me that. I hope you will learn to understand why people are not perfect, to live their life in their shoes in your mind to realize how hard it must be to survive, and I hope you will give them countless chances to redeem themselves; I hope you help them even if it should not be your traditional role, and I hope you will witness profound changes that result in new understandings of how amazing they are. My father taught me that. I hope you find people that will carry you no matter what, when your life takes an unexpected turn, when you do not think you can do it yourself, and when you are on the verge of full collapse; I hope you will find people that will drive any distance, say all the right things when they do not know what to say, and break all traditional rules of societal relationships to wrap their arms around you and cry. My friends taught me this. I hope you will fail, and I hope you will admit it was your fault. I hope you will find something to be truly passionate about, study it intently for hours with no desire to stop, and I hope you will find a way to fight for it, to achieve it, and to sustain it. Graduate School is teaching me this. I hope you feel love in its truest form, I hope you will collapse from its incredible weight, and I hope that it breaks you; I hope after you have put yourself back together that you will continue to seek it out, and I hope you will find it countless times again and again. Intellectual, strong and beautiful women taught me that. I hope you will stretch your consciousness to limits you could not imagine, I hope you will understand people and times past like they were your closest friends and family, and I hope you will transcend into the future and realize that what you do now has huge consequences for generations of your spiritual family to come. Marijuana and meditation have taught me that. I hope that you will find a way to be open, to accept all walks of life, and to appreciate the diversity of opinions that make social interaction so flavorful. I am still learn that, and will continue to learn it forever. I hope you will realize that somehow some way that this is not the end existance, but only a small stepping stone on a path that traverses an endless river of being. That is inherent in my mind, and I hope you discover something as profound to your life. I hope you will love what you do and do what you love, I hope you will find a way to mix work and play, and I hope that you will always feel that you have enough time for the things in your life that truly matter. We all need to learn a way to do that. I hope that some day we will exist in harmony with one another; a true symphony of human life. This is what learning is all about.