Not Easy Sharing This Youtube even though a Million Have Heard it..When it comes on the heels of similar loss

With the idea of 'everything is one' mostly that sounds like we can enjoy the group energy, the connections and expect more healings and miracles. The reality of getting to know people and become friends can also mean there is a 'seed of separation' potential that will one or both parties will feel in profound ways. Even when it's not a romantic thing or best buddies there can still be plenty to feel as an ache in one's heart.

If there is that special romance whether first love or at a certain point in life serious connection, even a separation can feel like falling apart..thoroughly and completely, beyond reason. I think there could be a scale created to help try to hone in on the array of emotional, mental and physical if not social and spiritual aspects of having to 'change lanes' and accept new terms of engagement.

The movie Terms of Endearment was one I appreciated when it came out not only because it seemed to introduce the reality that relationships can change even after really being in love and having kids together. I knew one of the kids in terms of having them in our New Haven CT neighborhood so I was happy for his family to have an income from that knowing there were a few kids and lots of hard work going into rearing a family.

The luxury of being with someone long enough to have a child or more than one together is something more people appreciate doesn't just happen and actually takes some planning in terms of providing a basic livelihood. That also could be talked about more openly so everyone could realize' what it takes to have a home, a relationship, a family' and maybe even find more people to help support keeping those connections intact and in a community or in safe transitions if going to other places. The new places could be more prepared to welcome others as well.

This kind of thinking is coming into the realm of reasonable as more people tune into the practical and enjoyable aspects of helping one another. Sometimes the friendships hatching out can be helpful bridges to create greater community events and build support in wider ways.

Even in cities where people abound compared to rural America which might have miles of roads between houses or towns, there can be gaps among various races, genders, income levels and more.

Sometimes there are special bridge builders as in this youtube, where the singer in this televised event sang a song for his late teen best friend. That they were of different races, the singer African American and the best male friend Caucasian, is a surprise for a moment. Then the mother of the late teen speaks to the details of her son's injury that left him with only that day to live and how hard it was for his friend. Give a listen and have a tissue handy, https://youtu.be/eHiH1NytwjM

Those kinds of real life experiences play out just under the radar in many communities often with younger people involving car collisions or drug overdoses (intentional or otherwise on both accounts.) But rather than focus on the manner of their passing, the love and care in the family and peer group and wider community creates an awareness of the miracle of life and that the connection with loved ones and even people we learn about or somehow feel connected to continues. A recent passing of a middle age African American woman is moving the hearts of many in our Brooklyn community, a special friend I am thinking of as are many others who had the honor to know her as a neighbor or friend.

After the sad news of hearing of her untimely passing from this earthly realm, many of us feel her presence is still larger life and much about transcending social boundaries that might persist if left to the modern world's ways of 'living and let live' with little effort to connect. She had many hats of hospitality with a way of pressing forward through whatever trifling obstacles might come up. She was eager to get others to join in, and often the youngsters were ready to step in when adults would not quite be able to find the time, save for some solid helpers.

Some would be at their stations for serving food or cooking even for many years running. Others would appear as sent by angels (often from faith groups but plenty of neighbors ready to roll up their sleeves last minute.) All of the experiences add up to a grand list of 'what if we could do this and a bit more' for our local area on an annual basis? As more people work together and dream out loud, more group decisions can be made to help one another in many ways. I saw an English sheep dog that was a soft blend of white and black fur after I had walked through the Pratt Institute of Art courtyard.

A lovely young African American woman also passed by walking a white dog which got me thinking about the bridging of the 'ebony and ivory' tones of our skin and the ways we can continue to harmonize any differences that have been a source of pain in our historical or social past. How we define our history can inform where we journey today a wise Middle Eastern professor shared in a brief conversation with a woman who ran a division at a major magazine about such matters (informing reporters about basic customs and history of regions, no small task.)

There were little one playing on the long stretches of green grass amidst the art sculptures. A new one comprised of a huge wheel of energy rose up dynamically, making me think of my pal whose headed off to new dimensions. We are left in her wake of love and attention to her message request to  'please be kind to someone'. Let's be kind to ourselves as well and think of the many special people who have touched up our lives (as a Folk Legacy song For All the Good People goes.)