Not one for celebrity sentimentality, except for the few in my lifetime who have, with their brand of magic, charisma and humility, moved me deeply.
I cried when Julia Child died; pulled off the road and sobbed at the radio broadcast; cried on and off the rest of that day.
Today, for Muhammad Ali, the same bummed-out ache and tearful pangs.
Can’t explain why. Maybe it is bittersweet gratitude for their lessons on how to be an exemplary human.
Maybe I am reminded of standing in front of the den television, next to my very tall father, as we watched Ali in a bout or use his spotlight in meaningful, selfless ways.
Are you familiar with his Six Core Principles?
I think this is why we love these sorts of people, and why their loss greatly felt.
Be good : Do good things.
It’s no wonder they give Muhammad Ali Humanitarian Awards.
SIX CORE PRINCIPLES
Confidence: Belief in oneself, one’s abilities, and one’s future.
Conviction: A firm belief that gives one the courage to stand behind that belief, despite pressure to do otherwise.
Dedication: The act of devoting all of one’s energy, effort, and abilities to a certain task.
Giving: To present voluntarily without expecting something in return.
Respect: Esteem for, or a sense of the worth or excellence of, oneself and others.
Spirituality: A sense of awe, reverence, and inner peace inspired by a connection to all of creation and/or that which is greater than oneself.
RIP
