Crossing Over

“You don’t have to know someone to have an intimate
experience with them.” – Chester Bennington

Four weeks ago…12 hours prior to the time of this post..a particular departure impacted me more than I thought…made sense. My outward life remained on the up and up, but my inward remains disturbed. The physical reality has finally sunken in. A connection I didn’t realize was strong – spiritually – was severed suddenly. It shook my mental clarity. I found myself in tears at spontaneous moments and angry the next, sincere seconds later. A fairly consistent battle of acceptance and denial has played on repeat – a teetering effect. A truth from long ago returned to the forefront, reflected in someone I admired for so long and still do. I’ve never shied away from it. It has echoed consistently throughout my work, even my blogs.

The fact of [my] matter is, when you know pain you do all you can to help others avoid it. At the very least, you attempt to give them something to marvel at and enjoy. Take my beautiful cousin Jasemine-Denise for example, she became a photographer to inspire good vibes and confidence. She has helped women and men become the best versions of themselves. JDP focused on the people to help them focus less on naysayers. She took a personal life lesson and weaved it into a positive for everyone else. That’s all many of us want: to help the next person not hurt anymore, but unfortunately most people don’t know the “how” or the “when” of either.

For now I accept that I am as inspired as I am disheartened, motivated as I am discouraged, and upbeat as I am defeated. This reality seeps into another, and it’s endless, terrifying, and somehow magical. There’s something about crossing over that intertwines negative and positive emotions. It’s one we all have to deal with sooner or later. Until then, let’s focus on being each other’s anchor to positivity and encouragement, wisdom and inspiration. I know “speaking up” doesn’t cure all things, but please…please…always speak what’s on your mind. At least give people around you the opportunity to say their peace.

Love Always,
Veronica ✌❤

 

“Well, Coley you told me souls live forever. I choose to believe that. We only grieve the vessel, but we all know we’ll always be here for each other.” – A.D.B.

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