Reflecting on living and dying

There's nothing like the death of a friend to bring the question into focus, and this week has seen Frank's body go back into the ground, plus a dear friend from Brockwood, Carvi, reported missing whilst swimming off the coast of Dorset. Carvi came to England to teach at Brockwood Park School many years ago, from Brazil, joining other teachers and children at the internationally renowned school, set up by Krishnamurti, Bohm and others 50 years ago.

In the few years since we met, either volunteering at the school or visiting the Centre, built later in the grounds, in fact opened just after K died in 1986 and before David Bohm in1992, we shared philosophy and wisdom from our experience. Our common observations included the idea that book learning was one thing, and living the learning something else. Carvi took good care of his body and his mind, was always kind to everyone and well known for his muscular body, which he shared as a model for life drawing. Of course, drowning as a cause of dying resonated deeply here, in Wear & Dao, where a similar fate was flirted with ten years or so ago, in the waves of the Atlantic off the coast of Portugal at Zambujeira do Mar.

Whether Carvi ever heard or read the story of nearly drowning at sea, I don't recall, but as far as ways of dying went, let's say it wasn't drawn out into years of suffering, at all.

The reflections on death and dying were deep, in consciousness awake and in sleep, with profound dreams last night and the night before. All informed by book learning that living a life in fear of dying, is no way to enjoy life at all.

Tomorrow is for action, which seems to be called for since freedom is important and the Luciferians disagree. Somehow they took power over billions of humans, and started a Malthusian movement to reduce the world population significantly and enslave the rest. Peaceful protests are happening worldwide these days, including in Newcastle, quite close to Stanhope. If some people are depressed and in despair of the future, which many are, then taking to the streets en masse is the traditional way to lift the despair and find fellow resisters at the Civic Centre and from there marching to wherever ... we find out tomorrow! See you there!