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May 2009 
Steve Irwin - Wildlife Warrior
Posted on Sep 5th, 2006
by 
M. Alan
M. Alan
It was a terrible shock to hear of the tragic accidental death of Steve Irwin, the real life "crocodile hunter" (although the nickname is a misnomer, he never harmed or hunted any being) whose passion for wildlife conservation and whose loveable and charismatic manner and infectious enthusiasm made him a hero to millions. Steve described himself as a "wildlife warior", and that is what he was, a true warrior who fought for those who don't have a voice to speak for themslves, someone with a big heart and great love for wildlife, for his country, and most of all for his family. He made millions through his television work but he didn't keep a cent oif it, he plowed it all back into conservation programs such as bying up large tracts of land so animals coiuld have sanctuaries. His childlike manner and aussie larrikinism made him a figure of fun or invited criticism from some, but no-one could deny his great sincerity, passion, and dedication to saving the planet.
And how ironic, yet how full of deeper esoteric meaning, that this wonderful man - who could handle gigantic criocodiles and highly venomous snakes with ease - should die in such a way, killed by a normally docile animal, a stingray whose barb pierced his warrior heart (stingray fatalities are very rare, and who heard of anyone being stung in the heart?). As true warrior and hero, he scrificed himself (I am speaking esoterically here) for those beings he loved and fought for and cared about. And what seems like a defeat on the physical plane may actually be a victory on the subtle planes.
But how tragic, for those left behind! How much grief and sadness, for those who must carry on his work in the physical world! And who can fill his giant's shoes? Most of all, how heartrending for his little daughter Bindi, who is so much like him and who he adored, to lose her beloved father and teacher at such a young age.
I cried when i wrote this, and i very rarely cry.
I would see Steve Irwin on TV every so often and laugh and think what a joker. But like most people I never understoood or appreciated his greatness until I felt the loss of his passing.
Goodbye Steve, your passion and enthusiasm and love and courage and warrior heart will always be with us.
And how ironic, yet how full of deeper esoteric meaning, that this wonderful man - who could handle gigantic criocodiles and highly venomous snakes with ease - should die in such a way, killed by a normally docile animal, a stingray whose barb pierced his warrior heart (stingray fatalities are very rare, and who heard of anyone being stung in the heart?). As true warrior and hero, he scrificed himself (I am speaking esoterically here) for those beings he loved and fought for and cared about. And what seems like a defeat on the physical plane may actually be a victory on the subtle planes.
But how tragic, for those left behind! How much grief and sadness, for those who must carry on his work in the physical world! And who can fill his giant's shoes? Most of all, how heartrending for his little daughter Bindi, who is so much like him and who he adored, to lose her beloved father and teacher at such a young age.
I cried when i wrote this, and i very rarely cry.
I would see Steve Irwin on TV every so often and laugh and think what a joker. But like most people I never understoood or appreciated his greatness until I felt the loss of his passing.
Goodbye Steve, your passion and enthusiasm and love and courage and warrior heart will always be with us.
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Hi, MAK,
I have to confess the only time I have ever heard of Steve Irwin was when he tragically died!!! This is rather sad in itself, but it seems from all accounts that he made a great contribution to the need for humanity to preserve its wildlife.
You make the important point that you only really appreciated his life, and work when he was gone. Otherwise he was taken largely for “granted”. His early death is in a twisted sense a blessing because if he had lived to a hundred his passing would not have had such an impact. It reminds me of Princess Diana. If she had not died young I do not think she would have the same impact. Also, the manner of the deaths if tragic also have a powerful affect on our collective psyches.
It reminds me of my “school boy hero” who you would have probably never heard of…..David Munrow. He was full of life, and enthusiasm. He, more than anyone else in the last century did more to popularize early music, and yet, at the age of 33 he hung himself. I never quite recovered from this tragedy, but it helped to focus my mind on his huge recording legacy, and the impact he made on me, and so many other people.
It appears too from spirit communications, and hypnotic regressions that some people do deliberately “choose” a short life. However, suicide would not fit into this equation, and there is the indication that certain souls have committed this “sin” many times before. Somehow, they have to de-programme themselves from this kind of self-destructive behaviour.
Robert Searle
Hi Robert
Thanks for your comments, which are insightful as always!