Stardust.

Infinite space.

Infinite time.

Infinite possibilities.

 

The darkness of a black hole.

The blinding light of a quasar.

A massive star becomes a supernova.

A supernova transforms into a pulsar.

Dancing light into the darkness.

 

Does the Universe mourn the dying star?

Or does it celebrate the supernova for giving birth to new life?

 

Does a star truly die?

Or can it only transform?

 

For I am stardust.

Born from a dying star.

Dancing into the darkness.

 

Mayur “Kumar” Sarhad.

6 years have passed.

Today it feels like 6 seconds.

I pick up the phone.

Shock. Disbelief. Tears.

So unexpected. Tragedy.

The pain of losing a great young man too soon.

 

Tears.

Sadness.

Because your life gave us joy.

 

You taught us that life is impermanent.

You taught us gratitude for every moment alive.

You showed us that life can be taken away at any given moment.

You taught us to not take our friends for granted.

 

Thank you for being an amazing friend.

A second big brother to me.

I could always count on you.

Thank you, Mayur (Kumar) Sarhad.

 

You live on through your brother Veeral.

You live on through your parents.

You live on through your friends.

When we walk, you walk.

When we breathe, you breathe.

When we smile, you smile.

 

Does a cloud die when it turns into rain, ice, or snow? Or can it only transform?

 

Love you bro,

Johnny Hoffman

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Anchor.

A wave hits.

The wind howls.

A shark lurks in the darkness.

The storm surrounds me.

 

Will I sink into the darkness?

I throw my anchor into the depths of the sea.

 

No wave can break me.

No wind can push me.

No shark can hurt me.

No storm will out last my anchor.

 

Whenever times are tough, I can bring my focus back to my anchor.

My anchor of mindful breathing.

This anchor will be with me until my last moment.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

 

 

 

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The Lighthouse.

On a dark & stormy night, a lost ship sees a lighthouse in the distance.
The sailors can barely see the light at first, for the light is blinded by dark clouds surrounding the ship. They slowly begin their journey to shore.

 

The lighthouse does not judge the sailors lost at sea.
The lighthouse does not force the lost ship to shore.
The lighthouse just keeps shedding its light in order for others to see out of the darkness.

Do not bend to strong winds.

Do not worry about powerful waves.

Do not sink into the ocean of darkness.

Focus your energy on making your light stronger and clearer.
The stronger the light, the better those lost will be able to see the shore.

Be confident. Be patient.
Allow them to make the long and challenging voyage to shore.

Become the lighthouse.
Become the light for others to see out of the darkness.
But first, you must acknowledge the lighthouse within your heart.

The light within your true nature.