A morning beginning with mourning and the feeling of shock…is what I experienced today when I learned the news that the great actor, Alan Rickman, just left the world because of cancer. Mr. Bowie also died of cancer. I just read some kind of New Age book saying that if you get cancer, that means your body wants to tell you something through it, maybe it’s that deep inside you want to take a break, or you want to get out of certain kind of stage in your life, or you want to have some care and affection that you feel you’ve lost over the year. Cancer suggests something unfulfilled, you can say. But what is the things unfulfilled in Mr. Bowie and Mr. Rickman’s lives, from their perspective? I’m curious.
They have achieved lots of things, having lots of things we haven’t, but it seems like there is still something lying underneath. I wonder what that is, really.
The news is really a big surprise and I feel deeply sorry for it. What a great actor. I only hope that now in another world, maybe with this kind of fabulous ray of light, he can truly live without pain, but still carry the happy memories he has gathered in the past.
Patrick Watson’s “Lighthouse" is a nice tune for giving this particular day a special mark. Maybe we should be happy for him that now he has gotten rid of pain, our sorrow could be mingled with calm and relief, just like this song.