Sad sad day. My friend Hendri Coetzee died. He was attacked by a Crocodile on a kayak expedition in Africa. It has been a day full of tears remembering my friend and the conversations I had with him. Conversations about life mostly.
He was someone who went there. Who had depth and thought about the deeper meaning of life and living. The last sentence of his last blog post was “I would never live a better day”. He was an extreme adventurer who followed his truth and passion and did what he felt called to do. He says “if I wanted to play it safe I would have stayed home”.
It’s made me really think about life. What is truly important? Most of what I worry about isn’t.
What is important to me is following my heart and truth no matter what anyone else thinks. No matter if anyone gets what I am doing or not. That I can share what I have to give with others. That I can be the best person I can be. To enjoy each day as if it’s my last.
Thank you Hendri. Thank you for setting an example of beating your own drum. Following your own dream. And living each day as if it was your last. I will miss you.