Dear Shekhar,
it’s always a pleasure read the beautiful words you dedicate to Heath…they make me feel better and I’m happy that every year you write something to remember Heath on this bad day. I discovered your blog after that tragic 22 January. Now I don’t know how to express, but my feelings are confused…sometimes it seems to me that just yesterday Heath was with us, like as the time stopped and it’s still too early to understand, sometimes instead I feel like if the time moves on and every day with all the chaos around us I have not the time to think about him regularly like I did before. I don’t like this sensation!!!!
It’s the first time I’m writing on your blog, I’m just a cinema’s lover and I loved follow every movies and every project of Heath, he was so unique, so different from any other, so special. I never had thought his life was so early interrupted. He was so full of energy. It’s hard to express all the emotions I feel. After his passing, I promised to myself to try to get what I want,without regrets, without fear, the life is so unique and unpredictable to waste time, it’s time to face the life.
Heath will be alive forever ’till we are here to remember, speak and love his films and his life.
Rest in peace, young cowboy.
Thanks Shekhar
Un abbraccio
Martina
“Heath will be alive forever ’till we are here to remember, speak and love his films and his life.”
Rest in peace, O Brave Precious Young Special Soul.
Sorry for the different topic
Worth watching …
Green Car Super Bowl Commercial
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wq58zS4_jvM
What is really never dies …
it keeps finding us …
through the ressonance …
of its eternal frequencies…
like a mandala…
seeking itself…
in its center…
across a labyrinth …
of human’s frailties…
Dear Shekar,
I would like to share with you and the readers of your blog an article on an ancien langauge of Bo spoken in India that has died with its last speaker. When a language dies, a culture dies.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/8498534.stm
Kind regards,
Anetta
Dear Shekhar,
I am no fan of Heath Ledger, not a fan of any movies/stars in general, What I find common here is doesn’t matter who, when we lose someone to whom we are emotionally attached we find it hard to digest the fact that they are no more, and we try to take rescue in believing no it cant be true, Be it a cricketer, movie star, close friend, or anyone in the family….
”I feel like if the time moves on and every day with all the chaos around us I have not the time to think about him regularly like I did before. I don’t like this sensation!!!!” this is the case with me too. Its painful to think of the death of the person, nice to cherish the beautiful days spent together. But its uncomfortable to know that i am not that intensely sad as the days pass, don’t understand why this happens
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
EE Cummings.
Every so often, I drop by to see if there is anything about Heath written, that I haven’t read. Isn’t it remarkable how Heath has gotten inside us and how indelible the mark is, that he has left on so many?
Writing from my personal journal #21 ~ which includes how I feel about Heath…
To Honor My Sacred
There is a sacred space where I love to live,
It is not a place in the world, but a place within me.
I go here when I am immersed in the holiness of my experience with being creative.
I can feel it in movement
I can feel it in music
I can feel it in creating
I can feel it in writing
I can feel it in acting
I can feel it when I am one with others in their element of passion
and they show me their sacred place.
I know when an actor or musician is in their sacred space
and I walk into
…move right into
that space with them.
It is holy
It is sacred
It is an experience that is never
matched by any other experience.
That is why I love to be here.
And never without.
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Heath Ledger is one of those special and rare actors who takes me to a sacred place within me. Even though he is no longer mortal. He is immortal in our experience. He is an eternal life that lives in our spirits. It is clear to me that he was in his sacred space when he was acting.
That is why he is so dear, so precious to me. He brings me to my sacred place. He never fails to do that. All I need to do is watch him, see him expose, reveal his soul. What more can we ask of an artist? I am indebted and with gratitude.
I will never know why.
I will only know what.
Love
I miss you Heath… Much… More than ever…
Thank you Shekhar for always remembering him.
I hope they will not forget him.
Always on my mind and in my heart.
Dark Knight was the movie where Heath’s character turns into a yogi. When Heath says to Batman ‘You complete me’, he in a simple moment gives a glimpse of the underlying unity in the terrestrial duality that Vedanta has been preaching for years.
Thank you Shekhar for your posts about Heath. They are always appreciated by his fans.
Today would have been his birthday, 31 years old.
I read this quote once, “The more you live, the less you die.” Not sure who said it but it rings true.
Heath’s memory is certainly vibrantly alive for a lot of us.
Warm thoughts to his family and friends today.