I’ve never met anyone like Alex and am forever grateful to call him friend….Thank you all for sharing your stories and love of him. It was especially moving to receive Buzz and Pat’s words.
This Sunday morning as the skies opened up and rain fell for the time in months here in Southern California my heart cracked open realizing my friend Alex was really gone. I met Alex right after he moved to Ashland and got to share close time together playing, riding, visioning the beauty of the world and drinking strange concoctions he would make in his blender. His openness and joy for life touched me and we quickly became buds.
Again and again Alex’s willingness to lead with his heart in a gentle yet direct ways opened me and others around him. I loved his willingness to be himself at every turn and simultaneously demonstrate great care for those around him. By being truly himself he helped me to be more real. His insatiably curiosity and passion for adventure was contagious and took me places I would not have gone without him. Mostly, I want to praise Alex for his courage to let his light shine brightly into the world and to his parents for birthing and guiding such a pure love into the world. His light is alive in me as I am sure it is in you. May we all foster this light in Alex’s honor.
Love to Alex and all of you, Timothy Tillman
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.