A Passing Moment (that's gone too fast)

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Whitney Houston 1963-2012

Whitney Houston died in Beverly Hills hotel room

I'm sure none of us are surprised, but I still find it extremely sad. That voice of hers... That unbelievable, incredible, soul-stopping voice of hers. I had heard nothing like it. Nothing. And I felt simultaneously paralyzed and lighter than I ever had when I heard her sing years ago.

Quite simply, her voice inspired me.

And when she fell into trouble? I laughed. Like some pathetic fool, I laughed and made fun of her.

These creative and sensitive messengers that move among us, that through their talents make the unbearable, bearable... Maybe we should worship them less and protect them more... For all of our sakes - theirs and ours. I don't know how we would do that... What that would look like... I'm just basically thinking out loud. Forgive me. But, it's like we chew them up and when we're through, we spit them out. Like they're a piece of gum.

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