In Memory of Jay Turnbull

Dear Ann and Rud,

I have been reflecting over the last few days on my share of limited time with JT and have in touch with friends from the days of the Beach Centre to remember and celebrate our shared moments with JT.

I believe that keeping up with your ancestors you have “Turned the Bull” of Disability by its horns and along with JT have passed on the strength, courage, and knowledge to all of us those who have passed through the “High Gates of Sweat” at the Beach.

Thinking of JT’s life and legacy here is a poem by Marianne Williamson that I wish to share with you.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

I firmly believe that JT’s light will continue to shine in the work of all those who passed his way.

Regards,
Hasheem