It's sad indeed, mms, and after reading your first post I listened again to Journey In Satchidananda, and then found my way to Don Cherry's Brown Rice, not because she played on it (she didn't), but because of the mournful vibe on a grey day where I happened to be located (literally and figuratively). I discovered her music at a time, common to many I am sure, when I was exploring later Coltrane, and then suddenly the whole vista of late 60s free jazz with the spirtual/Eastern inflection opened up before me. Personally speaking, it was definitely a limit experience of sorts, listening-wise, at that point in time. Her life was pretty amazing, what a biography, beginning as a classically trained pianist in a household where an older brother had played with Stan Getz and Yusef Lateef among others, how she went to Paris in the late 50s to study with Bud Powell, and of course the albums and later work. She will definitely will be missed.