My dearest friend of 16 years passed away last month. I found out of a few days ago. I don’t care to go into details, but she went peacefully. Way too young, but peacefully.
She’s been away for quite some time, but sometimes taking lovers under the radar in DC, Miami, NYC, and LA for the last several years under a different name (I don’t know what the new alias was)
I wanted to post this here as I know a lot of you men made wonderful memories with her, and… well, she was a beautiful soul. She deserves to be mourned in some capacity. I’ve never known a heartbreak like this.
She went on to be an international model, got a reiki healing certificate, was taking a yoga teacher class, and was signed up to be trained as a shaman. She was a healer, and had realized the potential to heal through movement, erotic energy, sound, and turning inwards.
She had big visions for her life. She wont be able to see them through, but her essence remains wherever it was meant to be. She’d want me to know that. The two of us were supposed to have a reunion this year, as we haven’t seen one another in years. I thought I’d dance with her again. I thought I’d hear her laugh again. I loved her with every fiber of my being.
I will use eroticism, sound, and movement to heal as I go forward. I will try to shine the light she always inspired into the world, one interaction at a time. I will be strong, I will be delightful, I will be vulnerable, I will be elegant, and I will be stunning; the way she always encouraged me to be. I will walk with her with me always.
The world lost one of it’s most beautiful souls.
