Yesterday we lost a legend, Prince.
He transcends space, time, and our earthy ways.
So many artists do.
That’s why it is so hard to lose them (and we’ve lost a lot of them this year).
All day I have been on the edge of tears. Real, tingly, stinging-your-eyes-tears.
Why does this happen so often when the creatives decide to leave us behind and move on to the afterworld?
Why do we get so emotional even when we don’t know them personally?
It’s because they get us. They’ve been there when the highs are high and the lows are low. They help us get through this thing called life 🙂 They have the magic ability to combine beauty with pain. This magic allows us to genuinely move out of our ego and into our souls in order to accept what is happening in our life at the very moment they enter it. They give us the gift of being able to find our true selves at our core.
This is hard. Losing someone who knows us is hard.
These artists were partly put on this earth to help us all transcend space, time, and our earthy ways. To remember where we came from and where we will eventually go home.
Music is church. It brings us together, it brings us home, it brings us comfort when we need it most.
Thank you to Prince and all the artists who help us find ourselves and each other.
💜