Happy Birthday Ron – My Soft Smirk Angel Still Lives


RIP Ron “MF” Davis, Master Coach, Master Friend, and Master Spirit!!!

Happy Birthday to my dear friend Ron Davis. No matter the years that have passed the feelings of loss remain. I still miss you. I still grieve the loss of your physical presence. I still mourn not being able to pick up the phone and hear your voice morning, noon or late night. We shared so much amazingness and craziness with each other that a void continues to exist. I miss our one of a kind connection. That all-knowing, yet I still love you and will rock with you connection. You were my safe place to land. I still have full on meltdowns that swoop down on me with no notice because it’s still unbelievable. Even at this moment and this year, life has been challenging. My broken yet healing heart yearns for your voice, your wisdom, your booming laugh, your “fuck that/them”, and your unconditional love. You were a double-edged sword of a spiritual mentor transported from the serene backwoods of Bali deliberately balanced with an around the way straight up concrete jungle New York City/Queens boy. I loved that. Your way of being secretly gave those you were real with, permission in knowing we don’t have to be pigeonholed into how it looks or being one dimensional, but that we can sip hot chamomile tea and guzzle a cold 40 of Ole E.

However, I have solace in knowing that you were and still ARE. I am grateful that you loved me like none other. I am delightfully reminded of you through my spiritual enlightenment (you see your girl flexing), song, dance, and laughter. In unexpected moments, I hear you laugh, I channel your house music leg stretch, wave, and tap and strongly feel your presence especially when I travel. It is refreshing that I can always count on you to be my road dog.

Circa 2008 at Sonia Benson's 40th Surprise Birthday Party

Circa 2008 at Sonia Benson’s 40th Surprise Birthday Party

I am stronger, wiser, bolder, and loving and lovable as a result of your many thoughtful and take no shit life’s lessons. Those lessons that are forever embedded in my spirit so much so that I live, I breathe, I write, I BeDoLove. Certainly you knew before I knew. With that, I sometimes hear your approval with your simple yet affirming “very good”. Hoping you are proud of me and my curiosity, movements, gangsta, and growth. Then I get a visual of your soft and warm smirk of affirmation, which has me to soft smirk back as my heart pitter patters with the joy of your soothing visit. It feels good when I feel your presence. I still attempt to channel you in those “what would Ron say” moments as I continue to navigate and be challenged in life and especially love. For you were my gangsta cheerleader, guide, and friend.  But, now my Gangsta Angel!

DC Caribbean Carnival - Somewhere Around 1998

DC Caribbean Carnival – Somewhere Around 1998

Your legacy lives on as the many lives that you touched are doing amazing things and transforming lives, if only to save themselves. Because, the gift you gave was showing us all that we matter, have purpose, and can have it all. It is so my friend. And, the beat goes on. Your tireless work will not go down in vain. I see so many beautiful visions of those you touched, blooming left, right, and center. For me, with every word I read in order to stretch and become further enlightened, every word I write to express and inspire, every word I speak to share my story or help guide another, I feel you there every step of the way, guiding me, and giving me a soft smirk followed by that affirming and exhale causing “very good.” We honor you as we continue to do the work, transform ourselves and the world, and “Live Out Loud”.

Stay with me Ron Davis. Please stay with me my Gangsta Angel. Your work is never done. Our work is never done. So, Kathryn Lives! We All Live! And, Ron Lives Still! I love you man. Keep visiting. I need you. We need you. RIP Ron “Mother Fucking” Davis, Master Coach, Master Friend, and Master Spirit!!! Ase! BeDoLove

The Younger Days

The Younger Days

P.S.: Hey birthday boy, I’m going out to DC to hear some house music tonight in your honor. Join me poolside and under the setting sun. And, let’s leg stretch, wave, and tap and soft smirk together. Love!

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