I had a profound awareness this morning as I sat in a chair next to an Easterly window. The sun rose without a morning cloudiness to obscure or dilute its rays. I was reading a new book from Deepak Chopra while the early morning light bathed my shoulders with its warmth through double glazed windows.
I paused in my reading and thought of my old friend, singer, entertainer, actor, activist and environmentalist John Denver and his song, “Sunshine On My Shoulders.”
I replayed in my mind his many gifts to the world.
John was a poet, a singer of songs, a friend to many, an idol of millions the world over. He died in a plane crash in October 1997. We continue to honor our friend with personal memories of his laughter and his profound intellect.
We remember his public gifts of song and self, his harmonies of love and nature, his vision for a sustainable future and all of the joys of life he shared through an extraordinary ability to entertain. His songs would take us to places where troubles couldn’t reach, at least for a while. His lyrics encouraged us to seek a higher ground. His hugs were special for they were given without condition and his smile personified his spirit and his love of life and human kind.
Someday we will celebrate his life without the salt of sadness and that’s right. We all come into this world, make choices, make sacrifices, laugh a little, love a little, cry a little and learn through experience that the true importance of life is to share our gifts, to be true to ourselves and to make the world a little better place to live.
I hope I have more sunshine on my shoulders soon. I like remembering my friend.