“This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.”
One year ago today our beloved friend, Dave Pearson passed away. I can’t believe it’s already been a year. We have a family ritual that whenever we see birds flying we celebrate him. My son will say: There’s Davey! I will pause and smile and say: There he is. Soaring through the sky! My heart smiles and cries at the same time.
The tears roll down my face thinking about him. Feeling so much love for him and his wife and for Life. What a gift it is to be alive!! What a gift. And, that man celebrated life. Bigtime!! 🙂
May I be courageous enough to live the lessons he so generously taught me! I can’t hear him laugh or get a giant bear hug from him but I can play these and laugh and connect to his joy. 🙂
I wrote this a few days after his death (reading it made me feel closer to him):
The art of letting go…I can’t say I am thrilled about learning this lesson. I know it’s one we all need to learn. And, sometimes it just hurts my heart. One of our dear friends David Pearson passed on October 28th in a speed flying accident. It was devastating for so many. He has been one of our biggest supporters with en*theos – as an investor and a part of the team. He’s always had pure enthusiasm for everything we’ve ever done.
I know you can’t control life and who lives and who dies but this just felt way too early. Waaaaay too early! I want to believe that everything happens for a reason. And, it’s hard to accept. How could someone so full of life die at 38 years young? I want to believe he is soaring on the other side and yet it feels really hard to let go and let him fly.
They say there are 5 stages of grief: Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression + Acceptance. I so wanted to deny it. I got off the phone and didn’t want it to be real. How could that happen? No. No. No. Listing all the reasons that God couldn’t take a person like Dave from the world. I thought of his wife and my dear friend. I couldn’t breathe. My heart broke open. I couldn’t even imagine her process. I wanted it to all go away. I wanted him to come back. I wanted him to be OK. I wanted him to get up after he fell to the ground. Open his eyes, take a deep breath and smile. Awww Dave!! Living the life doing what he loved!
I’ve gone through moments of all 5 stages. Asking questions like: How did it happen? Why did his equipment malfunction? Could we have done something? Why did it have to happen to him? Why did he have to love speed flying so darn much? I experience fear, anger and sadness and then so much love. He loved life. He was such a passionate and fun soul. We were kindred spirits both being a 7 on the enneagram, full of curiosity and + our love of play! 🙂
I smile thinking of 3 moments I loved dearly and will forever cherish. The first is the the day I met him. It was just over 7 years ago when Brian and I first started dating. I stopped at B’s house and Dave was there. I remember thinking I dig this guy. B’s got awesome friends. 🙂 Every time we got together there was lots of laughter and joy. So many great memories! I can hear his laugh now! #Bestlaughever
The second moment was when I was 6 months pregnant and he came with us to get our first ultrasound. It was me, Brian, Uncle Dave + Zoey (our dog who passed last month.) He filmed it and took pictures and celebrated in the health of our sweet baby boy, Emerson! I remember him being so grateful and honored to be a part of it. I loved that he was there! His enthusiasm was off the charts amazing and I can still feel how happy he was for us.
The last and most powerful moment in time was when he married Beth. Brian and I were in the wedding party. I was like 8 months pregnant. The joy on his face as he stood there looking at his bride. Breathtaking. So much love, radiance and happiness.
I remember sitting there envisioning decades of happiness as a married couple. It was the happiest I’ve ever seen him. He was just beaming with light and the kind of love that can only be radiated when you’re marrying your soulmate. Pure love, beauty and joy!
As I reflect on who Dave was for me this is what comes…He was one of those gooooood guys! One of those people that everyone *loves*. You felt like having fun just being around him. So full of life and adventure and always pushing his edges of growth in all areas of his life.
He was an explorer. He inspired and he loved and he cared for so many. Every time I was with him I felt important. He had a way of being with you that you felt like you truly mattered. He loved people. He could connect with anyone, anywhere, anytime. He genuinely cared. He was one of those friends that if you needed him he’d be there. Oh, and I always appreciated that he thought everything I cooked was awesome. 😉
1. Laugh big, hard & often!! 🙂 He had one of the best laughs. Such a wonderful childlike spirit!
2. Live fully. Live your life like a grand adventure. Explore it all with curiosity, joy and enthusiasm.
3. Love deeply. The love he had for his wife, family and friends was inspiring and touching. Everyone loved Dave. How could you not!? 🙂
4. Love and appreciate our planet. He loved being out in nature. It was his element and he thrived and delighted in all her beauty and did his best to be a good steward by being as conscious as possible.
5. Be grateful for all the awesomeness that is life. It’s the simple things in life. Savor them. Appreciate them. Delight in it ALL!
He was a big fan of Vipassana Meditation. I’ve done 2 ten day meditation retreats and one thing that is said over and over again is: “Anicca, Anicca, Anicca.” This is a Buddhist term that means impermanence. It reminds us that “all of conditioned existence, without exception, is transient, or in a constant state of flux.” Just like the breath rises and falls so does everything else. Everything passes. I’m doing my best to practice. To breath deeply and surrender to Life unfolding…accepting reality…embracing the mystery and trying not to resist and grip.
Some moments are better than others. Some moments I smile and some moments the tears run down my face. I cry because I will never see that smile again or get a hug from him…I cry for his wife, Beth…I cry for all of his family and friends…I cry because Emerson won’t be able to play with his Uncle Dave as he grows up…I cry…then, I come back to my breath. Breathing in and breathing out. Breathing in and breathing out. I breathe it all in and I let it all go.
Mr. Dave Pearson, I am sending you so much love and gratitude! It was an honor to dance and play with you while you were here. Every time I see a bird soaring in the sky I will think of you. The world was a better place because you were here!! Blessings on your next adventure. I love you!
365 days later and I still wish he was here. I have thought about him, his wife and his family a lot in the last year. I know this is the cycle of life and yet I miss him. I kept the last few texts I received from him…holding on to the thread of connection not wanting to let him go. For weeks after he died I would call his cell phone just to listen to his voice. It really is the little things we miss the most. I cry as I look at the lessons he embodied and I think: Thanks Davey!! He is still inspiring me to live out loud.
This evening we went for a family hike. I watched as my son played so freely and reveled in the beauty of the natural world, just like Dave did. I looked up in awe of the mountains and the sky. Smiling and holding him in my heart. He knew what Rumi meant: This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
The best way that I (we) can all celebrate his life is to embody the energy and passion for life that he so exuberantly demonstrated. I feel grateful to have known the one and only, Dave Pearson. May his light continue to inspire us all!