James Baye died June 4:th. He fell off a cliff in Joshua Tree National Park, California. He was my coach for three wonderful, transformative years. My last week has been a journey into Life and Death, Pain and Gratefulness.
He changed my whole way of being and made me challenge my shadows and fears and explore and evolve my edges and depths. He was the person who knew more about me than any one else. He saw right through me, no where to hide. In the beginning that was so awfully scary, in the end so liberating and nurturing.
I owe so much to him, so tremendously much. Without his encouragement — no Big Heart of Humanity, no journey …
I knew before that he was an extraordinary man, but when I read www.rememberingjamesbaye.com I understand how very extraordinary he was. I’m so immensely thankful that I got those years with him. We made two eight months intense integral coaching programs over skype and the last year we connected now and then for a check-up-and-next-step-session, the last time in May. And he was always there when I needed him. It’s very, very empty now …
Today I switched on the TV and saw a part of a documentary. The camera zoomed in on a black board on the wall in the home of the person talking. On the board was a few words and two circles. Yes, that was what he did! With his précis tailored practices and questions he made me move out of my comfort zone, into contact with that magic place …
I’m sitting on the beach in Cape Town with the big waves rolling in and the sun in my face writing this. Looking back on a journey with so much beauty and magic. Knowing that I now have to find that magic space on my own.
I’m missing your support, your crazy ideas, your challenges and your open, warm heart!
James, you were and will always be a bright light in my life and in Big Heart of Humanity,
Thank You for Nothing and Everything!
The last of April James wrote this to me, in response to one of my many emails:
“Life will always get hurt
no matter what we do
no matter how much we love.”
All photos from Holma, Höör, Sweden, May 31 2010, in the evening on my 51st birthday.