Synchronicities
In 2022, I lost my brother Brooks, and began what feels like my second life.
A month into my journey with grief, I was back in Portland for the first time on my own. I was feeling desperate for a little inspiration when I decided to take a walk in my neighborhood. With fall colors lining the streets, I came across a local art shop I hadn’t visited before, and told myself I really wanted a sign — something specific.
I perused the whole shop, until I reached the very back and noticed a print that stopped me in my tracks.
My brother was the biggest basketball fan; a loyal Sacramento Kings fan since birth, and always sporting Nikes. He was wearing his grey high tops the day that he died, and this pair of shoes holds precious significance for our family.
The art series included a title:
“With death comes life.”
I bought the print. The store owner told me it had just arrived, and may be limited edition.
I ended up reaching out to the artist, Isaac Telles of Forty7th Studio, and shared my experience. It touched me to learn he was a high school basketball coach in addition to being an artist, based in New Mexico. Isaac was also moved, and ended up creating a special commissioned version of the art for Brooks.
This story is just the beginning of countess synchronicities that have shown up on my path over the last two years.
I continue to stay eyes-open for them, and welcome the moments of connection.
They are loud and clear, awe-inspiring, and ultimately: felt.
I look forward to sharing more over the course of my life, with the intention of provoking thought. There will be no certainty, or ability to bring back loved ones lost. But, I’ve found living with a new sense of openness and curiosity to be more rewarding. I have deep admiration for those with the courage to play, and express the magic and mystery of what we see and feel. 🤍
After receiving the commissioned art, I didn’t connect with Isaac for another 10 months until he reached in June of the following year:
