Last Thursday a friend of mine, Michael Telle, died after a long bout of cancer. He was a beautiful warrior and it was my privilege to have known him. I am happy that I was able to visit him last winter when I was back in the US.
I met Michael through friends when I was interested in taking guitar lessons and he was my teacher for a couple of years. It was during this time that he and his partner, Mia, gave birth to their son Ari (now 15!) and I sometimes babysat for them.
Michael was a great teacher. I don’t think there was a style of playing with which he was not familiar. Beyond that, however, he was an incredible musician. To hear him play was, for me, an experience of pure bliss—of sensing the divine reaching down and touching earth.
Michael stands for me as a role model of authenticity, for how to be true to yourself. Particularly his combination of beauty, gentleness, openness, vulnerability and strength, fierceness, courage is something so rarely found and exactly the sort of model I need.
It is very sad that he is gone. But he suffered a lot in the last months and he has found a peace now that we can only imagine and for that, I am glad.
Michael, may your soul rest in the peace that passes all understanding.