Siri Dyal Kaur aka Sandra Jill Brazda
(1959 - 2009)

Siri Dyal Kaur aka Sandra Jill Brazda

May 8, 1959

January 17, 2009

Spiritual Growth, Connecting with the Divine, Helping others, Teaching Yoga, Health and Healing, Massage and other Therapies, Being in the sun, Traveling the world, Conversing in Portuguese.
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May 8, 1959 - January 17, 2009

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Upon reading Fauz's post, I just remembered another interesting story with Jill. While they were living together in the early 90's, I invited her to join me and another friend in New Orleans, while we were on a road trip including Florida, and Arizona, which ended in New York. She was tempted, but told me she couldn't make it, because they were having some work done in the kitchen. So, while walking the streets of the French Quarter we saw this T-shirt which read: Speak slowly, I'm a natural blonde. I instantly remembered the dozens of blonde jokes Jill had told me over the years, and how much she had made me laugh. I bought the T-shirt and mailed it to her as a tongue-in-cheek Halloween gift.

Some time after that we met in California and her hair was darker and I asked her whatever had happened to my favorite blonde. She proceeded to tell me she had had a Halloween accident involving some (not so) temporary hair dye product which turned her hair orange, which was great for the costume, but later wouldn't wash off.

This is another perfect example of something that would only happen with Jill. I miss her dearly, but I also feel she's with me every time I think of her, which is very often. And she still makes me smile every time.
Marcia Brito (Close friend)
July 27th, 2012
Two days ago I was at Berkeley Bowl where Jill and I shopped frequently when we lived together in Berkeley back in the early 90s. Down the aisle stood a woman whose features and hair caught my attention. It was Jill, I thought, as I pushed my cart toward her. My heart started to beat faster at her site; I had not seen Jill in a decade and the last e-mail from her was over five years ago. Over the years I wondered about her where abouts but for whatever reason we just simply lost touch. Now there she stood, and as I got closer, she looked my way but did not seem to recognize me. But, I was so sure it was her. For a split second I thought, why would Jill be in town and not get in touch? As I processed the encounter, I instinctively began to suppress my excitement and anticipation of a long and joyful embrace, which would undoubtedly follow, if it were indeed my dear old friend, Jill. A second or two later, the woman turned to talk to the person she was with. I was within earshot; I did not recognize that voice. Moreover, Jill always ended her sentences with a chuckle or a laughter. The woman down the aisle did not illustrate that special 'Jill' characteristic. I stopped and listened more intently as she continued to talk; my deduction, I was afraid, was firmly confirmed. It was not Jill. I was very disappointed. As I walked past the lady, my body was stripped of all the excitement and anticipation of hugging Jill especially in this old and familiar place. Later that evening when I got home, I told my two visiting friends about my experience at the store. They did not know Jill so I had to briefly bring them up-to-speed about my three year relationship with her. We met at the downtown YMCA in early 1992. Jill and I were racquetball adversaries. She was very competitive on court, but off court, we quickly became best of friends. She moved in with me a few months later. We were together for three memorable years. Jill loved to travel and we did a fair amount of that whenever possible. The most memorable trip together was the one we made to Caracas, Venezuela during Christmas of 1994. Jill loved South America. She had already travelled extensively in that part of the world by the time we did our trip. She loved the latin people in particular. I fondly recall visiting a small fishing village called Choroni some miles from Caracas. Within hours of our arrival on New Year's eve, Jill made friends with several of the locals and a few European tourists. By nightfall, Jill had invitations to half a dozen homes. Since we had no prior plans, we attended all the parties with the tourists in tow. We had a blast at every event! Jill connected so well with the locals that the following day some of them commissioned an artist to sketch her portrait which was given to her as a gift. On our departure date, a bunch of the people she befriended gathered outside our lodging grounds to bid her good bye and a safe journey back to Caracas. Days after we got back to Berkeley, she received a few follow up phone calls, at a great expense to the poor callers, wanting to know Jill made it home safely. Jill's easy nature and acceptance of people no matter what their background made her a lot of friends during her travels. I digressed: Later in the evening I decided to Google Jill to see if I could locate her given failed past attempts before 2009. What I discovered SHOCKED me. The news shook me to the core! I am deeply saddened by it. The loss has gradually sunk in now but I still cannot believe she is no longer with us.

Bonnie, I cannot imagine what you have been going through. I will miss Jill for the rest of my days but I am sure where ever she is, she continues to make friends like she did during her short time with us. I can hear her infectious laughter right now. I would like to express my deepest sympathies to you and your family. If you do not mind, I would be grateful to hear from you since I do not have your contact information. My number is 510-649-7857....please feel free to call me at your convenience. I invite anyone and every one to call me if they wish. I know nothing more than what is on this site. I would love to hear from you. I also want to thank the person(s) who took the trouble to build this very important site. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart. Fauz Kassamali.
fauz kassamali (former boy friend)
July 23rd, 2012
Three years. I have not forgotten you. There are times when I can feel your presence, and I pause to thank you. Your memory is very much alive and well in the hearts of those who love you. God bless.
Elaine Pike (Friend)
February 2nd, 2012
To Bonnie and Al, hope all is well with the family. Tried to email you, but the message bounced.
It's Jill's birthday again and I'm writing to tell you she's very present in my life today and everyday.
I think of her and my heart fills with joy for the many years I had the privilege of being her friend.
I also miss her a lot, but have come to terms with the choices she seems to have made and I've learned to respect those, too.
I don't know when my next visit to California will be, but I'll definitely let you know.
Meanwhile, please keep sending the end of the year "newsletter". I love it when it gets in.
Loads of love to you both.
Marcia B.
Marcia Brito (friend)
May 8th, 2011
Two years ago today you departed this Earth. You didn't realize how much I cherished our friendship (or perhaps you did, I'll never know.) You left without a word. Two years later, I still struggle with not being able to say goodbye. I think of you often, dear friend. When the colors of a sunset reach across the sky, I think of all the sunsets we shared. When we pitch our tents beneath the Mama Oak at our summer solstice campground, I think of all the fun we had together. You should be here with all of us, celebrating the joyous moments. Perhaps you are?
Elaine Pike (Friend)
January 16th, 2011
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"Jill I’m so sorry it has taken me 9 yrs to talk to you I’m sure you are with our mom. I sure you know that dad passed. Please watch over them and them watch over you. I wasn’t a good sister do many regrets when it comes to you. Peace and lo"
Lynne Loncono
January 27th, 2019
"Wow, Jill I just learned today that you left us. Devastating news, did not know you were facing the same disease that took my Mother, and almost took my Sister. This breaks my heart, you were a special lady that I loved to talk to. Shine on Jill.L,C"
Carol Conley
April 10th, 2009
"I am grateful to have known Siri Dyal Kaur and to share in her soft, warm presence. Blessings to her family and friends in this time of processing her passing."
Dev Suroop Kaur
March 2nd, 2009
"Siri Dyal Kaur: light, smiling, gratitude, devotion, kindness, and grace. Thank you for living as inspiration. I send my prayers and blessings to all who are honoring her at this time."
Kewal Kaur Khalsa
March 2nd, 2009
"During TT, Gian & I attended Friday night yoga classes with Siri Dyal at Ojo. She was an inspiration, sharing KY with strangers, with much grace, passion & commitment to the teachings. She was a guiding light, and I am very grateful I knew her."
Prabhu Jot Hess
March 2nd, 2009
"Siri Dyal Kaur brought joy and light to all in the Espanola sangat during her time her. Blessings to all her family and friends."
Hari Charn Kaur Khalsa
March 2nd, 2009
"Siri Dyal's smile lives on in our hearts. We need to share it in her memory."
Sevak Singh Khalsa
March 2nd, 2009


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