:I wonder if people are going to remember us?
: What, when we're dead?
: Well I think people will talk about how you changed the world.
: I wonder what they'll say about you... in your obituary. I like that word.
: Nothing nice, I don't think.
: No no, come on. They'd say, "Edith Minturn Sedgwick: beautiful artist and actress...
: ...and all around loon.
: ...Remembered for setting the world on fire...
: ...and escaping the clutches of her terrifying family...
: ...Made friends with eeeeverybody, and anybody...
: ...creating chaos and uproar wherever she went. Divorced as many times as she married, she leaves only good wishes behind.
:That's nice, isn't it?
Consider that you radiate. At all times. Consider that what you’re feeling right now is rippling outward into a field of is-ness that anyone can dip their oar into. You are felt. You are heard. You are seen. If you were not here, the world would be different. Because of your presence, the universe is expanding.