Alicia Barker (31 Jul 1975 - 22 Jul 2022)

I haven’t seen or heard from you in decades but I remember you were always such a loud and powerful presence. Subtle wasn’t in your dna. I wish you had a better life your troubles grew too big and fast for you or anyone else to know how to deal with and I just wish you never had to go through it and get lost in it all. Through all that you somehow gifted the world with the most truly amazing kids bc that’s just how powerful a being you were. All the best parts of you shining out into the world forever. Rest In Peace sis hope heaven is all the joy, freedom and happiness you deserved here and much much more.

RIP now Alicia. Our thoughts and prayers are with all today. Love Aunty Mary & family

Sending my love to the family especially Alicia’s children I’ll be lighting a candle for my sister Alicia 🙏🏻

Alicia Nepal Barker,
Our beautiful sister, forever in our hearts you will be missed xox

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.

My darling daughter, farewell to running through forests of laughing, crying people - with your thousand faces of love and the flowers of your imagination that only dreaming gives for free. That love which springs from within itself and the magical inner child which lives on in your children as they unlock their potentials and realise their own dreams. Now that it has come to love and distances and things we cannot untie or change, let the river answer- that we have always loved you and there is a way to say goodbye to your free spirit. ( She wished for lots of balloons to be released 🎈🎈🎈🎈🎈🎈)
Your loving daddy. I will always love you.❤❤❤❤❤❤

My darling daughter, farewell to running through forests of laughing, crying people - with your thousand faces of love and the flowers of your imagination that only dreaming gives for free. That love which springs from within itself and the magical inner child which lives on in your children as they unlock their potentials and realise their own dreams.

Now that it has come to love and distances and things we cannot untie or change, let the river answer - that we have always loved you and there is a way to say goodbye to your free spirit. (She wished for lots of balloons to be released).

Our love and thoughts of Alicia, beautiful young woman. Much comfort to her children and to Jhiah. Heartfelt condolences to my cousin Kerry, and to Ken, Kevin, Justine and Alicia' siblings xxx

Magic. When it happens, it is mixed. It is born from wounds. My sister is always there. I know this because she once told me that the stars are peepholes from heaven. When I look up at the stars, I think of her. She was kind, but didn’t feel it and she was troubled, and she did feel it. She carried the memories of ships made of wood and hard boots that walked on sand that didn’t belong to them. She remembered all of this. Somewhere within she held all the stories of lives stolen, because she was sensitive, and private, and couldn’t stop the tears…

Magic. I remember the first time I met my sister, Alicia. Our father and I travelled to Geelong. She was already at the bus station and when we met, she threw her arms around me and then placed a garland of flowers around my neck and gave me such a warm hug to tell me that I was with family…and I knew I was home in the heart. That was her gift. Her warmth turned the soil red and cast a brilliant blue as far as the eye could see. She was light. The moon has a heavy soul and darkness can weave doubt and this became a challenge too far for her.

Magic. There is no such thing as separation. I know this, because on the day Alicia died, she came to see me on my birthday on Friday July 22nd. She had always said she wanted to visit London and see a panoramic view of the city and go on a river cruise and so she did. She also loved balloons and a party and she got to see the Women’s Euro’s final live at Wembley on her birthday on Sunday July 31st.

Magic. I know she is here with me in the heart. She is my beautiful sister, who was once lost in ancient pain, but now is free, no longer carrying the burden that haunted her. I light a candle for her and let the flame reach and give light and send love to her beautiful children to let them know that I love them and they will always have a home with me…in the heart.

I love you my beautiful sister Alicia, love Harry ❤️

Missing/not missing

Here you are,
I was wondering where you went to.
I wake up and remember,
And you’re there. Gone
Someplace, else.

You are missing,
The sun shines strange light,
I know only this feeling,
Sleep now. Love continues

always.

You are not missing,
These falling leaves whisper to me,
The moon contains your memory,
I was wondering where you went to
in the sky.

There you are,
This calm through the trees,
Brilliant silence out of stars,
I know now where you went to
in the heart.


Dear family, if possible please read these words out at Alicia’s funeral on Tuesday 9th. I’ll watch online and will be there with you. Sending huge love to you all ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💖

A special lady who was not meant for this harsh world. I will remember you always as a loving soul I extend my deepest sympathy to all the family May your shared memories help you though this sad time together . Love Aunty Gwenda