R.I.P. Brian Williard, a.k.a. funnyphilosopher.
Homey died yesterday. Earlier in the week, he had consumed too much alcohol in too little time, and stopped breathing. Help did not arrive in time.
My grief surprised me, given that, when my mother died in 2011, I never grieved at all. However, that occurred in special circumstances. (Link)
I am sorry that Brian did not make more progress than he did, in this life, in dealing with the disease of alcoholism. I am anxious about this manner of his death, what it spells for his karma, whether or not this disease will still beset him in his next life in the flesh.
What to do with my feelings?
In “Essay on Prayer,” Ambrose Worrall remarks:
“PRAYER” [is] a sending out of a dynamic, positive desire which does not of necessity have to be in words. It can be a visualization in picture form of THE CONDITION DESIRED. We should not concentrate on the elimination of a condition, but on the CREATION of the condition desired.
What one envisions, one builds. If one envisions things one does not want, they are nonetheless what one is building. One must envision the desired outcome.
This can be tricky. It’s hard to visualize sobriety.
Sublimation is the transformation of darkness into light. My sending Brian sadness, anxiety and disappointment will do no one any good. However, I have come upon a different “vision” that can consume (or incinerate) all those negative emotions and yield light instead.
I can envision Brian’s soul being surrounded by a cloud of bright, white light, manifesting courage, hope and healing, and joy to be in the immediate presence of God. I can send my feelings into that cloud, to feed into and intensify those energies. In this way, I can sublimate my grief and, if he chooses, do him some good.
(Originally posted 2014-09-13.)