Just found out from an email that Scott Dinsmore of LYL just died.
He died from falling rocks on Mount Kilimanjaro.
The email was sent yesterday 9/15.
It’s quite ironic that I learned about this the day I am considering pausing on reading the LYL posts to work on my LBT blog. I don’t think I’m going to unpause it, because my priorities haven’t changed. In fact, it may magnified them. I want to get the LBT blog posts out as a way to make a difference in the world.
I just feel really sad for this young man and his young wife, who had so much left to do.
I requested to join the closed Facebook group and saw that there are already 4000+ people in the group. This suddenly made me realize the impact this person has made.
I hope this motivates every one of them in the group (and more who have probably yet to hear the news) to carry on Scott’s message and live their legends and change the world. If anything positive that can come out of this, I hope it’s that.
It seems too much like a movie that he died so young, motivating his Living Legends to continue their passion. I still have to ask myself if it’s real or if I just dreamt it.
I’m a Living Legend beginner, and I haven’t met Scott, like so many people.
I can’t imagine how Chelsea, his wife, feels. I want to know how it actually happen, but I kind of don’t, and it doesn’t matter. Part of me hopes Chelsea knows the impact Scott has had and could somehow find peace and comfort through this, maybe by continuing and expanding his work to reach more people.
In a few days, then weeks, and months, the sting will ease, and life will be back to normal for most of us. The drive in us from this incident will still be there, and to use that drive is the best way we can do to honor him. At the end of the day, or at the end of time, with no intent at all on being morbid, death is inevitable. I remind myself through Neil deGrasse Tyson that we’re just star dust, and none of this really matters.