How appropriate that Blake was born on the first day of spring. When he came into someone’s life, hope and renewal followed. Like all of us, Blake was fragile, flawed and full of eccentricities, but I have never known a person more willing to drop everything to help someone who was suffering.
He was a master of his craft with an encyclopedic knowledge of the hundreds of ways the mind and brain affect every part of the body. No healing method was too esoteric for him to reject without a thorough study. Then he would cobble together pieces from opposite places and cultures to find a new treatment that worked, even if it did seem like magic. I wonder if the world will ever catch up to the progress he made and the ideas he dreamed.
One of the greatest pleasures of my life was sitting across the table from him in the mornings, chatting over coffee and listening in wide-eyed awe to three or four innovations he’d thought of or new applications for something already in development. Yet few people could get sillier cooking in the kitchen, happier about a good glass of wine with a fine restaurant meal, or more excited about visiting a new and exotic place, as long as he didn’t think about packing. We never ran out of stories to swap or notes to compare, having each lived at different times in Europe, New Orleans, Austin, Tyler, San Antonio and Kerrville.
Blake saved my life when I thought I could not go on. The friendship that grew from that continues in joy and delight because I have never been surer of a soul living on, resonating happiness and love.
All four books of the Gospel have Jesus saying that a prophet has no honor in his own country. I agree. They may be loved, but it’s difficult to be fully appreciated by folks who have known you since “back when.”
I hope sincerely that anyone who sees this site, and who has been helped by Blake or NuCalm, will take a minute to comment on that experience. It would be a great gift for Blake’s family and long-time friends to read about all the good that Blake accomplished with his life.
Rebecca Dozier Holloway
I so appreciate all you have done to put this together, Rebecca. I miss Blake terribly and love seeing and reading all this.
His gentle brilliance seasoned with a delicate and then outrageous sense of humor, along with the deepest kindness and compassion, was/is the most unusual and delightful of human combinations.... no one quite like him... not even close.
Rebecca, I concur with every word you have written about Blake. We have in common that he literally saved our lives with innovative methods and formulas when others had failed - in my case, failed even to believe that the symptoms were not "in my head."
And yet, after all that, the things I miss the most about Blake are his sense of humor - often irreverent! - and the fact that I could discuss deeply with him esoteric things and ideas. Many the time we sat on the river dock in Hunt and discussed things not of this world. I miss that. I miss him.
Thank you for this lovely memorial to our Blake.