So in a couple hours I will fly to Cottonwood, Arizona (where?) to help my dad and cousin pack up the things of my late aunt Melody Winters, who was a musician and seeker.
It’s going to be interesting to walk away from all this noise and get back to the reality of loss that this is all about. My heart goes out to everyone dealing with death on any level, especially that viscous assassin cancer.
Got to remember that life is transitory and temporary. „Oh my god, it’s a mirage“. Thanks again to everyone out there for feelin‘ our little home movie. RIP MCA!