Kryptonite

First off, a big thank you to my baby for sending me flowers on our moved Valentines Day, they’re beautiful and I’m special and beautiful too. YAY FLOWERS AT WORK!

Secondly, I got a phone call from my brother last night. He wanted to talk about Dana Reeves. We didn’t get to talk, but he mentioned that it had cleared things up for him.

There is no karma, there is no good and bad, nothing matters. It doesn’t matter what you do or how you act, because life sucks for everyone.

Part of me has to agree. As far as I could tell, from what I heard and read, these two people were the best people on the planet. Then he falls, she does all the right things, ALL the right things, then she gets sick, and now their children have to survive with the this horror.

But if we need to find organization and faith and reasons, the only we can pick is, “we have no idea”. This was one of Ram Daas’ big things, you have no idea what happens after death, having it be a beautiful state of another consciousness is just as likely as anything else.

So maybe, just maybe, Dana Reeves is floating happily and healthily, with her adored and beloved husband who is flying with her, holding other-wordly hands together. She is free from the stress and pain of taking care of her husband, he is free and clear and light, moving and laughing.

Maybe this is the best thing for both of them.

Their children will suffer, there is no denying this. But karma is mysterious, and maybe (a lot of maybes) maybe it is exactly what they need to lead them to their next happiness.

Man, it’s a whole lot easier when its someone else’s life to see silver lining in.