Me today, on what would have been River Phoenix’s 46th birthday…

“There are people among us who can take our breath away with their character and style, with qualities of goodness and generosity which make us blink to be sure we are seeing correctly; they are rare, and so beautiful. River Phoenix was such a person.
Angels were not restricted to heaven until the Dark Ages. Before that, they were thought to walk among the living, ever-present benefactors and spiritual guides. River was like that; no one who ever met him can deny it, not can anyone explain it. For me he was a bright, unexpected crack of glowing light in the universe, and I mean that literally; when he died, a kind of fog and gloom settled in which I feel even now.”
William Richert, In Search of River Phoenix