Jay Cross passed away. When Clark Quinn sent out the message, I felt hurt in my heart. Real pain, which struck me as being unexpected as Jay was an online colleague at first, but we engaged in many conversations and thus – apparently – my heart embraced him, just like Jay embraced people warmheartedly all the time. He could appeal to the authentic self so easily, by being authentic himself.
Jay is no longer in this living world. It is as though I am missing a beacon of knowledge. At any giving moment I would know that I could go to one of his online spaces, and learn something new. 9 years ago Jay accepted me in one of his learning communities (on Ning at the time), and he entered the conversation inviting me to share more. Within days I had learned more about elearning (formal and informal), and the importance of openness, sharing, working out loud (which was not a term back then).