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RIP

There’s a story here, but the words keep falling flat. Last week, she crossed over- without warning & we are left shell shocked. Everyone who knew her said, “she changed my life,” followed with an authenticity story. Myself included.

She had demons & she’s free from them now. That brings me peace. She never sat still, she deserves to rest. Now, she sees herself like we did. Now she’s got freedom- from ego, what she gave us.

Our story starts a long time ago (shortly before this picture was taken). She was my cousins 1st girlfriend, forced her out of the closet. Something I didn’t even realize was a big deal- the 1st light shined on the “conditions” in our unconditional Love based family.

We discovered Conscious Creation together- thru the Lynda Dahl books & “You Can Heal Your Life.” We lived together. She created my 1st home. I didn’t know what it was like to matter- until she put a sheet on the couch for me. Such a silly thing to leave a deep mark. Good Lord, she LOVED food, slightly more than dancing.

She was a networker. If you knew her, then you got 6+ random phone #s added to your list. Glorious people who are trusted, cuz “Brooke trusts you.” Your tribe.

She was fire & ice. She’d teach you how to breathe, then knock the wind out of you. On to the next project, job &/or state. You couldn’t catch her.

But I did. I was there thru almost all of it. Festivals. Break-ups. Cross country move. She was my daughter’s 1st babysitter & she’s terrified of babies. She cut me off during Covid- went to a dark place. I tried to find her, but she cut everyone off. She was good at disappearing.

Last year, I saw Yonder at a festival & walked away putting an ISO on fb for her. That got me talking to her cousin. 2 days later, she sends me a text. We talked for hours before realizing she didn’t know about my post. Accidentally hit my name, trying to text someone else, & decided to send a message. THAT is why I needed Brooke. I had been thru hell & was able to verbally process it w her. She got the same therapy thru me. A year of intense processing.

Then I took my kids to Denver. We stayed w her for 2 weeks. She changed them. It was the 1st time they saw ME treated w respect. We all got a nervous system reset & new food habits. My oldest calls her “Bestie” & said “she’s the best dad I ever had.” & she doesn’t like people.

She was selling her house & going back to Texas to reconnect with her family. She left earlier than expected, but made a great impact on them in 6weeks. She got her house money & had a spa day in Austin to celebrate. On the phone, telling her aunt how happy she was. Looking her best & feeling it… Took the exit too fast & hit a guardrail head-on. Gone, without warning.

To be grateful & gutted at the same time is a twisted feeling. I want to puke peace. What a blessing to have, what a force to lose. Paradox.

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