On December 30, 2011, Emylie left this Earth unexpectedly. She was a true adventurer and lover of life–unafraid to walk (or dance!) a new path–so her sudden death was a shock.
Emylie had been in my thoughts frequently the past two weeks. Nothing prophetic, just bits and pieces of memories: our two week-long adventures at the Presentation Center together, bunking in the same room; her discussions of sacred ceremonies; her life in New Mexico; the dogs she loved so much; and dancing, dancing, dancing! I also thought of her amazing artwork. These thoughts made me smile, and I told myself that I should “Facebook” her to find out how she was doing. I didn’t. Life filled my calendar with endless tasks and priorities, and on December 31, as I signed in to Facebook to check in and wish her a happy new year, I received the tragic news.
Although a lump of pain and sorrow has lodged in my throat, I carry celebration and gratitude in my heart for the profound last lesson she has given me: the importance of embracing and cherishing each and every moment. From this day forward, I shall pay careful attention to my thoughts of friends and loved ones, and spend precious time with them. It’s time to live life as authentically and robustly as Emylie lived hers. What a powerful New Years’ resolution she has cultivated in me. Emylie, may you guide us on the path. I shall see you in every tree, hear you in every bird’s song, and feel you in every breeze.
May this blog help me transform my sadness into joy and celebration. Dance on!