Writing I Love – Anthony Bourdain

This week a note. I like to choose to have only enough Structure to allow #Flow, and it feels to me that having set themes for my posts on Fridays (Smashing Paradigms), Saturdays (Writing I love) and Sundays (Movies with Meaning) is now too structured, so after this week I’m dropping that structure and such posts will be more sporadic and come as things #Flow !

Last Saturday’s “Writing I Love” post was called “Enjoy the Present” and began with:

“True happiness is to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future, not to amuse ourselves with either hopes or fears but to rest satisfied with what we have, which is sufficient, for he that is so wants nothing. The greatest blessings of mankind are within us and within our reach. A wise man is content with his lot, whatever it may be, without wishing for what he has not.”  ~ Seneca

As I write this on Friday evening, today around midday UK time I learned of the suicide of Anthony Bourdain. I met him once, I had been regaled by tales of the man by a mutual friend he and I had in common, and I loved his work. Somehow, inexplicably I was shaken, badly. I was floored, flattened. I felt so much, tears came to my eyes.

As I write this, I remain shaken.  So, for this week’s post, a few words accompanied by two pictures to tell a thousand words.

“As you move through this life and this world you change things slightly, you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life — and travel — leaves marks on you. Most of the time, those marks— on your body or on your heart — are beautiful. Often, though, they hurt.” ~ Anthony Bourdain

Anthony, you left a mark on many hearts and minds. Right now it hurts us to miss you, and that’s ok. We are Human Beings, not Human Doings. Hamba Kahle. Go Well.

Bourdain

Je me sens bien avec toi” or “I feel good with you” ~ Asia Argento

I love this picture. You were loved, you are loved.

Hamba Kahle, Anthony. Sala Kahle, Asia.

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