Khayla, The Special One

This girl was my 1st cousin in my father's side. She was born in the Philippines, lived in Manila until August 2009. She stayed in California until her death. She was the only girl and the youngest of four in the family of six.

Khayla was the sui generis of my generation. Her innocence and love for life is astonishing beyond words. She was a magnet of everything lovely, natural and positive. She has gained her father's genes of wisdom as she was a potential soul  to change the world, which she had done in her local community, Meher Haven in Mariposa, California.

Every year, the Choi family has a celebration of life in Meher Haven called Bhaustock. It is based on the life and love of Avatar Meher Baba, whom the father was influenced by. This is the time when people get to together and savor life as souls are attached through strong spiritual bonds. I have yet to attend this event. There are anecdotes saying that these events are one of the most extraordinary experiences in their lives and they would always remember these days as life-changing days.

Her brothers, Aaron, Michael and Joseph really took great care of her and I believe they and their parents have been the greatest influences in her development as a person. The learning and joy were mutual. She went to Korea, to India and I am sure she loved learning. 

A full life in a short span of time. Her friends testify how unforgettable what it is like to have known her. I've seen great tributes and wonderful words from her community of hundreds of people and everyone loved her and she loved everyone.  

Here's a poem I've made for her after her birthday last year:

Khayla Loves You

October 29, 2015

Love conquers all things.

Hearts melt when it rings.

Treasure of life, it brings.

Her infectious smile sings.

The angel lives in our hearts,

Knowing she'll never part.

As caring is her eternal art,

And loving goes beyond the charts.

Innocence was her holy, playful style.

Unconditional love travelled a trillion miles.

As her spirit transcends the bodily pile,

While her memory creates a lovely smile.

Her charisma captures life,

Devoid of all malicious strife.

Love incarnate to the core of every soul.

Purity in its magic; feelings, real and whole.

Khayla loved life and light;

A humble healer to everyone's delight.

Full of wisdom, full of might,

As light as a soaring kite.

All wounds are healed,

As doves glide over a field.

Special was her name.

Love was her game.

Khayla loves you;

A love that never fails you,

To show no borders nor condition.

'Tis divine that you loved her life's rendition.

Her mission was teaching people to go beyond fear,

And into the light of love bringing their eyes to tears.

A promise fulfilled to her last breath.

A being who lived and loved to her death.

Love! Oh, love! 

What an unconditional love!

Khayla gave all a lovely pearl.

The heart of all hearts go unfurled.

It emanates with a revitalizing vigor.

It destroys the mediocrity with passionate rigor.

Love comes with an inner peace of mind.

Khayla loves you and that is hope for mankind.

Here's a tribute video I've made for the blessed girl:



Here's another tribute video, but this time it is more professional as it was created by her eldest brother, Joseph Choi who happens to be a novelist and a potential director:

You see, your lives will be touched once you get to know about her. You will sense a spirit of compassion in her. It is very rare to meet a soul whose love is unconditional and is ever-reaching beyond the boundaries of this grand universe.

No words can capture the experience of encountering someone like this in a lifetime. She was one of a kind, very rare in this dimension, in this world. Her aura was that of a master of enlightenment and agape. 

This post is made in memory of her. She has taught us a lesson in life that life is to be lived to the fullest, to love more and even contemplate on our current state of mind often. Listen to the heart and fulfill the dreams and goals in life. Do not worry that she's still around to guide you from the other side. 

Thank you, Khayla.