I just found out that my good friend, and brother-from-another, Tony Marienthal, passed away, this weekend, in his sleep. He was almost 60 years old.
“Sea Dragon,” as we called him, was super fit, and completed the dreadful Escape from Alcatraz maybe 30 years in a row. He loved his only son, like a crazy person, and did the inner work it took to be a great father, mentor and friend to young Ryan Eric. He made money, lost money, found money. He had love, lost love, found love, and he found more of himself, every step of the way.
I lived the privilege of Tony’s friendship, as one of his brothers in the Mankind Project. We initiated men into our tribe, together. We processed our differences, together. We learned how to step up into leadership, together. Tony helped me do some of the deepest inner work of my lifetime, and was willing to do so, anywhere, anytime and no matter what. His generosity of wisdom, attention, love, presence, compassion and strength, helped me, in process and in life, and helped so many others in our community. Tony was a great teacher, as well as a great friend.
I can only imagine Tony, as a dad. I can only imagine his son’s sadness. I can only hope that his family heals quickly, from this sudden loss.
I heard from some mutual friends that Tony went out, in stride. His work and his affairs were falling into place, he was feeling accomplished and alive. He was in love again, and his relationship with his son was healthy and fun. Glad to hear he was happy. Sad to know he’s gone.
Thank you, Tony: for doing your work in such a major way; for helping me do mine; for being a man in the world; and for living your mission the way you did.
Mad Respect. Much Love.
Conscious Lion
