Random Meetings (a Celebration of the Being of Kimberly Davis, 43)

July 12, 2015

Kimberly Davis


Virtually skimming the swell in Surf Lessons (Nona Jordan‘s unforgettable online class which I had dropped into like a diver ready to plumb the depths, but with no idea what is waiting beneath the surface), the waves of the universe knocked me and Kimberly Davis and several others together last year.

My breath was taken away by the colourfulness of Kimberly’s everyday existence. She was practising collaging a page from magazine images every morning in order to find guidance for her days.

I admired this commitment she had in amongst a very busy life together with her husband at home and at work. She inspired me with her authenticity and so I tried an adaptation of her practice. For me it turned into intuitively finding images (as she was doing) and then journalling about them, very often after the fact instead of ahead of the day’s happenings as she was doing.

Her bright images had inspired a way for me and others to surf emotions and issues – one that brought me great insight during the course and beyond.

When were invited to go on a virtual quest as part of our Surf Lessons, Kimberly and I ended up being partners for the feed-back we were giving each other after our quests. I remember being pleased that this bright, brave being had been chosen to work with me. And I remember one of her comments on the photo of my quest that I had posted: it looks like a feminine symbol. How I wish now that I could tell her how true that has turned out to be a year later!

At the end of our Surf Lessons, I made sure that I had friended her on facebook, so we could keep connected. And I looked forward to getting to know this inspiring creature with seemingly endless energy and a steadfast passion for the outdoors.

A butterfly moment only, that turned out to be. She showed some of her emerging glory to us, it seems, and then, it was over. One day I opened up facebook and somehow, at the top of my news feed, I read that Kimberly had died a month before. How had that escaped my notice for a month?

In that moment it seemed as though all the potential of connection with her and all that she represented had disappeared. I went to sleep in a daze. When I woke, the world was surprisingly bright. My heart was stiller. And I realized that the connection was not impossible. Was not gone.

Rather, it had just moved to a different realm. Inspiration, passion, bravery, hope, intuition, colour, images, nature.. all of that is still here. And it is through those things that we can still be connected to Kimberly.

More: it is through those things that I can be connected to me. I cannot think of anything that would delight Kimberly more.


Here is an interview with Kimberly from last year.  May we all live this quote by Rumi on Kimberly’s facebook cover page: “Stop acting so small – you are the universe in ecstatic motion.” 

May we all live in such a way that our spirits shine through so easily in any conversation.



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Cheryl Haarala Schofield July 13, 2015 at 21:03

Thank you so much, Susan, for sharing. This is beautiful. My daughter, Kimmie, in her short years in this world, left a legacy for all to enjoy. I am so proud to say, I was her mother.


Susan July 13, 2015 at 21:48

I am privileged to have the opportunity to say something about your daughter, Cheryl. The chances of connecting with her over thousands of miles at a particular time shortly before her passing are so slim. Which is why I feel our virtual meeting was synchronistic in ways I don’t quite understand yet. Please accept my sincere condolences.


Cheryl Haarala Schofield July 13, 2015 at 23:46

I don’t know how you feel, but this is what I believe. I feel your chance meeting, because of my faith, is one of those God wink moments. God, in his infinite wisdom, does amazing things.


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