Richard Hudson

So who is Bruce to be remembered? What does it mean to remember Bruce? For this one, to remember Bruce is to be Bruce.
Who is Bruce...well anyone that was at an Intensive when this one awakened and was still dreaming, was drown to that blinding light of infinite nowness like a moth to flame and invariably if they got too close, it was all over for that dream self. Bruce and this one seldom dyaded because there was not a need. One light, one truth...where is the separate self?
But yet...here is the rub. I feel a deep sense of sadness and loss. Who am I? Well, right now I am the one who is, to a degree, identified with being a separate pain body-conditioned mind dream self and by the way, not a good dream. Now this dream self well knows what death is and make no mistake about it, Bruce died. In this courageous and dear soul, the pain body-conditioned mind ceased to be. Good riddance! After all, does anyone doubt this, Bruce dedicated his life to simply die to that painful illusion and awaken to the infinite and to be a guiding light to all of use, which I feel he was. Some call this a double death - death to the conditioned mind and death to the pain-body, but really just one demise. This is for sure! The body that we called Bruce died...it stopped working. Now with this incredible soul, it is possible that he had killed that nightmare before the body ceased to function and in that case, no one died.
I never knew Bruce personally like pretty much everybody who is a member of our community...those that have dedicated their
lives to awakening by using Intensives as one means to turn on the light switch. It's a very odd community...this...in that
most of us really don't know each other personally, but have become each other...two in one...one in two...or have plumed the depth of how it is for us when we are connected in a dyad, which makes the personal seem almost irrelevant. And yet,
I think that we have all come out with a sense of each others unique dream world character despite it all. This might not be true and really I hope not, but the intuition here about the personality, Bruce, was that he battled ferocious internal demons, at least in the many years that we did the enlightenment intensive dance together, and it seemed to be a stalemate. So what was so amazing about Bruce, given the enormity of this battle, is that he stayed a warrior through and through. He essentially never gave up the journey by putting his tale between his legs and limping off into the wilds of Maya. Sure, he got the holy crap beat out of him like we all do by those paper monsters... and those fire breathing devils are much more frightening than the real thing, paper or no paper. For this one, then, what was so awe inspiring about Bruce was he picked himself up no matter how badly he had been battered and steadfastly continued on the journey to awakening and as a result became the holy grail again and again and again or no time at all.
So, who is Bruce right now for this one? Simply stated, Bruce is just a sound that emanates from no mouth or space.
Can you hear it? Bruce's chuckle of liberation that seems to go on forever but comes from no place discernible...
that called us all home if we were not already that. I wonder if he ever knew what an amazing legacy he would leave
all of us on the path...the chuckle of no chuckle at all. To become that no-sound is to become Bruce and chuckle
of into infinity. What more could anyone ask for?

nobody....