Gayle Marie Richard Burrows was born on October 26, 1951, in Port Arthur, Texas. She passed peacefully from this life on December 10, 2023. Free from the bonds of the Universe, Gayle is now soaring among the galaxies as she makes her way home. Those of you who knew Gayle know how special she was. She was not cultivated, flamboyant, sophisticated, or cosmopolitan. There was nothing she “tried” to be. No pretense ever worn. No act put on. She was beautifully unaffected, fresh, and naive in the kindest gentlest spirit of that word. Without intention, she was silly, whimsical, authentic, and unfiltered.
At her essence, Gayle was a giver. Taking was never an imagined notion. She was a person whose very quintessence existed solely to understand you, to learn from you, and to celebrate you. She was naturally inquisitive, childlike in the wonder she felt about discovering something new. She had a passion to share her discoveries, not to appear knowledgeable, but rather to experience the joyous harmony of shared wonder. Gayle held an ever-present wish to acknowledge that you were important and special. She had a gift of making you feel that it was her who was blessed by your presence. No matter your age or circumstance, you were of value to her as she inoculated you to feel only good things about yourself.
To the children in her life, Gayle was an open door through which was offered undivided time given for fun and silliness, as well as soulful discussions about the Cosmos and what it means to live this human life. For the past fifteen years she was fierce and determined as she selflessly helped care for her sister (now deceased) and her brother, never regretting the time, the effort, or the difficulty. In fact, Gayle being Gayle, in this there was not just endeavor, but heartfelt joy, simple service, and humble altruism. To the love of her life, she was a devoted and serious partner on a lifelong exploration to understand truth spiritually, intellectually, physically, and emotionally, and of what it meant to be a mate, a friend, a lover, and a woman of equivalent consequence and complement to her husband.
Gayle was modest, if modest was without need to draw attention. She was accepting of others if accepting meant no one thing was intrinsically better or worse than another thing. Gayle was unintentionally funny, if being so was authentic, unfiltered, and pure. And she had an enchanted way of extricating the fun and joy out of the most recalcitrant grumpy grumps of us. We are, all of us, forever enlivened by her frolicsome spell. To Gayle we ask, what number of us were blessed to have been in your radiance? How many heads turned double, struck by the rarity and differentness of you? Gayle, were you real? Or were you a collective consciousness, gifted to us all to be better, lighter, calmer, funnier, kinder? Perhaps you are a never-ending dream where all of us dance in the Cajun cadence of the love and care you so easily shared in abundance. Namaste, Gayle, for now it is the angels that have the privilege to behold the divine in you and say as one, “Well done.”
The arrangements for Gayle are under the care and direction of Cook-Walden Funeral Home and Memorial Park and are pending at this time. For more information, please feel free to call the funeral home office at 512-892-1172.
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