The Grateful Dead’s jazzy rhythm guitarist Bobby Weir passed away yesterday. An old Deadhead friend of mine posted the news on Social media. I stopped in my tracks to let his passing ripple through me like his music always did.
I awaken to the awareness of the fact that he’s gone as friends and family members share their memories and tributes. Kaleidoscopic images of attending concerts, playing in a Dead cover band, and choosing a healthier path bounce off one another in my morning practice. I’ll play and sing, dance and cry, then smile and remember there’s a reason they’re called the Grateful Dead.
What music has stirred your soul? How grateful will you be to be dead, in contrast to how grateful are you to be alive? Ki to Happiness is grateful to have been alive to see Jerry Garcia, Phil Lesh and Bobby Weir in concert many times.