It has been 5 days since Myogen’s death and 97 days since his diagnosis. Hardly time for me to have any sort of perspective. I have been thinking about him a great deal over the last days and weeks and a couple of things stand out for me.
The first is that he was a human being working with a very difficult but human situation. And woven throughout was the reality of Myogen’s deep and abiding, moment by moment practice habit.
The second is my new understanding of the words “no birth and no death.” I cannot say how anyone else felt who was in proximity to Myogen during his last hours, but as I make my way through those moments I feel that while he was doing what we call “dying” he was also being born. He was being liberated.
The third thought that I need to harness comes from Lane’s statement two days ago: “The only reason I was able to manage these last months was due to the fact that people were supporting me and us by chanting and praying and sending their love and support.” Please know that all of those communal services and private moments of love and support were felt and cherished by Myogen, by Lane and by me. It could not have happened in the way it did without all of you.
My gratitude is deep and abiding.