The human body is made out of carbon. Or water. Or something. I can’t remember.
It doesn’t really matter what we’re made out of. What matters more is that we’re powered by electricity.
Literally, little electrical signals bounce around our brains and tell our fingers to type and tell our arms to hug the one we love. It’s all electricity. Sometimes you can even feel the spark.
And some day it will all stop.
Robin Williams died yesterday, and I’m pretty sad about it.
If you didn’t know that we’re all full of electricity, you could just watch him in a performance or an interview or doing standup comedy. He just buzzed. It was like he could barely contain the energy inside him, and somehow his body and mind transformed it all into a kind of manic expressiveness. He turned electricity into joy and laughter.
That’s a pretty special gift, and I think we’re all lucky that he shared it.
I wish he was still here to share it. Some people use their energy to create more energy, to lift others up. That’s how love works, and generosity.
Anyway, it’s got me thinking. Your time is finite, and there isn’t much you can do about that. You can’t really choose to live forever, but if you use your power in the right way, if you channel your electricity into good deeds and lifting other people up, that buzz can live on even after the lights go out.
I hope you don’t waste your spark.