Heath Ledger - the grieving thread

[Luvlylittlewing]

Nature Boy by Eden Ahbez

There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy and sad of eye
But very wise was he

And then one day
A magic day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return"

Beautiful, Gary.  This is one of my favorite songs, and it fits.  Thanks for posting!

[Ellemeno]

Nature Boy
performed by Nat Cole

[youtube=425,350]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THPJDY7VZ7o[/youtube]

[brokebackjack]

All I can think is what a mess.

[Ellemeno]

Hey John, good to see you.

[smellykellyjay]

I just wanted to share some thoughts about the black bag.  It was an object with the shell that had previously housed Heath.  At the time the stretcher left the house, Heath had already left his body - he wasn't there, he wasn't in that bag.  His physical form is something that we grieve over, but it isn't him.

That is what I think, at least.

I agree with you.  I was with my maternal grandfather when he died.  Waited with it until medics arrived to pronounce him dead and carry the body away.  It wasn't him.  It resembled him, but it just wasn't him. 

[adrian]

To the man who brought many of us out into the world again.
To Heath,

Sleep in Heavenly Peace

[Ellemeno]

Adrian,   Holding the horse means more to me now than ever.  Thank you again for your generosity.

[ptannen]

I just read this entire thread in one sitting . . . WOW!

I was shocked to find out about Heath when I checked my E-mails Tuesday night.  I had several E-mails from non-Brokie friends telling me the sad news and offering condolences.  Unfortunately, my life and its commitments prevented me from getting onto Bettermost until tonight.

So many feelings have been expressed here.  The only one I want to add is

“. . . Every time I think of him I just can't keep from cryin'”


EDelMar’s personal tribute with that photo of Ennis’ truck (that I have ridden in several times) and clothes really got to me.  Thank you, Adam.


I want to summarize several things from this thread that really touched me and that I can really relate to:

I never felt this way for anyone I didn't actually know before.
 
Heath is gone, but his Ennis will live forever.
 
Your abilities inspired people to become better, and that is better than any award you could've been given.
 
Jack, take care of him, will ya.
 
Perhaps if Ennis had not been such a tragic figure, or at least one with whom we could so empathize, we might not feel so close to Heath.
 
Dear Heath did more for humankind in 2 plus hours of film than many of us who strive and fail over the decades
 
We told the other fellows that a friend of us has died. It’s not a complete lie, don’t you think?
 
I have received many calls and emails from non-Brokie friends sending their condolences.


Finally, although the circumstances are awful, it has been wonderful to hear from so many old Bettermost friends – kind of like seeing old friends and relatives at a dear relative’s funeral.

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ All Brokies and everyone who has been touched by Heath’s portrayal of Ennis }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

[Ellemeno]

Pete,

[Sandy]

Hi all,

I’ve only now managed to speak (read:type) about Heath’s passing.  I have been living for the past twenty-four hours with a massive lump in my throat and pain in my heart.  Who knew that a loss actually does cause a physical pain? 

I searched and searched for an appropriate Scottish blessing, and I remembered that the Australian National Anthem was composed by a Glaswegian who wrote the anthem under the pen name “amicus”, which is latin for “friend”.  How appropriate. 

Here are the original lyrics (sourced from http://www.rampantscotland.com/songs/blsongs_australia.htm)

   Advance, Australia, Fair
Australian sons, let us rejoice.
For we are young and free.
We've golden soil and wealth for toil,
Our home is girt by sea.
Our land abounds in nature's gifts
Of beauty rich and rare;
In hist'ry's page, let ev'ry stage
Advance Australia Fair
In joyful strains then let us sing
Advance Australia Fair.

When gallant Cook from Albion sailed.
To trace wide oceans o'er.
True British courage bore him on.
Til he landed on our shore
Then here he raised Old England's flag.
The standard of the brave.
"With all her faults we love her still."
"Britannia rules the wave."
In joyful strains then let us sing
Advance Australia Fair.

Beneath our radiant Southern Cross.
We'll toil with hearts and hands,
To make our youthful Commonwealth
Renowned of all the lands;
For loyal sons beyond the seas
We've boundless plains to share,
With courage let us all combine
To Advance Australia fair.
In joyful strains then let us sing
Advance Australia Fair

Should foreign foe e'er sight our coast.
Or dare a foot to land,
We'll rouse to arms like sires of yore
To guard our native strand.
Britannia then shall surely know,
Beyond wide oceans roll
Her sons in fair Australia's land
Still keep a British soul.
In joyful strains then let us sing
Advance Australia Fair.



This has drained me and I hope to join in the discussion later on today.   

Sandy - I'm in Glasgow too. Funnily enough - I just checked your profile - and you joined Bettermost on my birthday. How you doing? Hugs from not to far away...

Hi Kelda, it's so lovely to hear from a local brokie.  Let's have coffee sometime.