Produced By: Crocus Bag Muzik Wurxz
My Mother was my introduction to poetry. But as a child, when I heard Queen~Mother Maya Angelou? I knew then, that poetry was my world. Respect, Honor & Love (((BOWING GRACEFULLY)))…
I love people on a whole.. But I have a deeper love for My Black People. I love our Sister~Queens & the Fruits from our trees. But at this moment, filled with, Love, Power, Energy, & Strength, I send these Positive Vibes to OUR BLACK MEN ~ OUR KINGS…
“Be Careful – Many say the way I view things, is simply downright crazy. When my Mommy was dying in hospice (2008), everyday I’d call out to her, “Ms. Williams! Yuh dead yet?” She’d laugh & say, “No mon, mi still here!”
Now for some? This may have seemed rather sick and crazed. But for Mommy & I? It was fitting. She knew I was having a hard time dealing with her dying. This was our way of preparing me & helping me to get through it. She didn’t want me to fall apart after she transcended, because we both knew I couldn’t do a damn thing to stop it.When the day came & I called out to her and received no response? I couldn’t even finish the question. The pain hit me so deeply, hard, & quick as I felt her death and her life energy pulling from within me. I felt a barrenness within a certain section of my being and couldn’tquite catch my breath. I shivered, kissed her forehead and tears fell on her hardened chest. Mommy was gone…
If there’s one thing everyone in Humanity has in common, is the transcending/loss/death of someone we love or care about, pets included. We all know what grief is.
There aren’t any beautiful words to take away that ache or the longing that one feels. However, I can tell you what works for me. Like many, I’ve lost quite a few people throughout my life. How they transcended isn’t quite relevant – for I accepted that as well, by normal causes or not. We all will die in this existence & normally we have no say so as to how, when or where. That’s the biggest fear for many to accept, but as they say “It is what it is.”
Me? I talk to those that have left their earthly bodies. Yep, that’s what I said. I sit and have healthy conversations outloud with my loved ones & Ancestors, especially my Mommy. I laugh & cry, as I remember and reminisce over the memories and the bonds shared. I reassure them & myself that they won’t be forgotten. I even jokingly tell them to behave until I get there (where they are – energies don’t die like that & they often hang around). Many of us feel their presence, see signs, get visited in our dreams or even smell their favorite perfume/cologne.
But I cherish the existence they left behind & embrace their existence around me. Some say leave the dead where they are. I say don’t run from it nor fear it. Now I’m not saying to start inviting them to dinner, digging up graveyards, or casting spells😉…No really, don’t do it😐
I’m saying it’s okay to miss our loved ones. Don’t be afraid to be sad by their absence as we’re used to seeing them in this existence. However, remember the joy they brought to our lives, the good times, the laughs, jokes, special moments shared, wisdom, lessons learned, their faults, their quirks, talk about & to them and simply say…Thank You. ~Maxwanette A Poetess
“Namastè & One Love”❤💛😉
🥀🙏🏾I felt a vibe that someone is silently dealing with grief. So this article applies to whomever is in need of it🙏🏾🥀
“We’re All In This Thing Called Life, TOGETHER…Remember?”