For Family – My Ethical Will

I. A.M. courtesy of Daniell Keopke’s Internal Acceptance Movement, “You exist, and therefore you matter!” Awesome! We all need to be reminded of this, daily.

The writings in this web node that you are about to enter are the core thoughts and wishes I want to share with family, well before (life-willing!) my eventual passing back into the “no-thing-ness” from which we all are born from. It is a collection of letters, last thoughts so to speak, on how I view this world of physical existence, and the wishes I have for those I love who continue on in living it. These are my private writings to family, to bestow upon my children, my wife, and my friends as reminding thoughts to look upon long after my eventual passing. Letters in which to remember me by, in other words. In Jewish tradition, such writings as this is called an Ethical Will and in the academic world it’s called a Last Lecture. Though I like the purpose and ideal of both, I find the titles to not be quite the right title for my purpose here. For, as I’ve been reminded time and time again by loved ones, few people are open to the idea of having someone else’s will for them placed upon them and even fewer like to be lectured to, regardless how good or inspiring the lecture is for them. So, I choose to call my letters here a last Love Letter and more specifically a Living Last Letter – hence the title of this package, My Living Thoughts. For these words, these thoughts, and the memories that others have of me will out last me and, ultimately, is all that I truly have to share in an enduring way. So, let’s get with it.

My Living Thoughts (for Family only)

My Living Thoughts (for Public view)

I so very much would like to make these letters public, and maybe someday I’ll create a special page that will make this possible. For I do believe that these words I have shared to family members would also be of great benefit to others who would like to read them. But, the names of family members are present, so it is prudent of me to limit access to those who know the page password. Just the way it is, and the nature of my web site. Now, my family is more than welcome to share the password with any trusted others they would like to also have access to and read these pages.


Whether it is AncestryDNA or 23andMe, if you haven’t taken a DNA test yet – then, you owe it to yourself as a gift this holiday season. Seriously! It will open your eyes, even if you think you already know what you are.

Just from my looks alone, would you guess that my ancestors are literally from across this planet? I am what I am, thanks to my European, Middle Eastern, and Asian ancestors who all share a common ancestry that originates in Africa.

A scientific analysis of my blood reveals that I am by way of my ancestors: Hungarian, Scandinavian, Irish, British, German, Finnish, European Jewish, Melanesian, from somewhere in the Caucasus (for example Iran, Iraq, Syria), from somewhere in South Asia (for example India, Pakistan, Bangladesh), and Iberian (for example Spain, Portugal). It’s intriguing how I came out looking Irish in skin tone and hair color, but I have the ethnic Hungarian physical shape and this latter is the greatest percentage in me. It’s also intriguing that my direct genetic relatives span the color spectrum, from dark brown skin to white skin. And, let’s not forget to mention our common African mother and father that all my ancestors are descended from. Oh, yes, a very small bit of the human Neanderthal still lives on in me, too, and is where I likely get my straight hair and hairless back from.

What is most fascinating about my genetic make-up, my ancestral lineage, is that I always thought that I was half Magyar (ethnic Hungarian) and half Irish. But, it turns out that I am fifty percent Magyar and Scandinavian – think evenly a descendant of Attila the Hun and Genghis Khan and a descendant of the Vikings. The Irish in me is actually not even twenty percent. So, technically, this makes me a Magyar Scandinavian Irish Jew, rather than the Magyar Irish Jew that I thought I was. So, to put this in more relatable terms, that makes me a Hungarian Scandinavian Jew with a splat of Irish and a drop of Middle Eastern, Finnish, Iberian, Melanesian, and South Asian blood.

The Magyar are a Uralic tribe from the northern part of the Asian steppe that settled in the Carpathian Basin around 900 CE (A.D.) and established the Kingdom of Hungary. They resisted later Slavic influences and maintained their language, which is closely related to Finnish and Estonian. The Scandinavians are historically referred to as the “North Men”, were renowned seafarers, and were the first Europeans to discover what would eventually be called North America (that was already populated by the 13,000 year old Native American tribes). So, hmmm, what’s your ancestral history like?

We can Make America Great Again by requiring everyone to learn their genetic ancestral history with a simple DNA test! It would be really wise for us to do so, a living up to our Sapiens name.