Sending my beloved Steve’s ashes into the wind with his sister Dawn to commemorate his memorial celebration day. October 19. A random day that I finally got the courage to put together with many friends and families help. I would be this far along without the support of each and every one of you! Steve’s suicide July 4th has changed everything in my world. His love will endure and I refuse to crumble from his loss. I want for everyone to know that when you are in pain and push others away because of it, please don’t let that isolation and darkness from addiction con you into thinking life doesn’t matter. Love yourself! Find fucking peace on earth not in some far away realm where we can no longer feel your love. Do the hard work to gain mastery over what might consume you. Life is worth it. You have much more to contribute to this one brief stint on earth. I question all complacencies. I implore that you bring more light of your creativity to those around you. If you see someone who is perhaps being a jerk, shake them and get help. But who am I kidding. How can anyone see it even if it’s right in front of you? Darkness made me run for my life. In doing so perhaps another had to be left behind to fend for themself. Where does our responsibilities end and theirs begin? I love this photo and moment because we are all star dust and our only legacy is love. Love what you are doing. Love the difference you are making in the world. Share your gifts. Be creative and find a way to live authentically and with impact. Be it small and whispering or bold and yelling. Just BE! #celebratelife #lovenature #memorials #playhardgiveback #rockviews (at Lost Gulch Lookout) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4E_uLclinW/?igshid=1xadhanx39yv9