... 11:11...
I was 11 years old....
27 years ago today....
August 15th 1995, my Father, my Hero, my KING, left this realm.....
I'm still hurt.... I was only 11..... entering middle school..... I needed my King..............
but I fully innerstand that if he didn't leave when he did, I wouldn't have become who I wanted and needed to become...
Every thing is divine....
Life and so-called death are one in the same..... Truly. Life is eternal. Energy is ever present. It only changes form and propensity ....
My Father lives in me. He lives in my siblings, our children, our children's children, in the rain, in the clouds, in the fire, in the blessings and in the challenges.....
Ahhhhhh....
Today is ALSO my best friend George's bday. He would be 38 today. But when we were 20, and I was in prison, he died in his sleep in his college dorm room.... Get this! He passed on June 21st, which is my Father's bday...
How is it that my Father passes on my best friend's bday and my best friend passes on my Father's bday? I don't know. But I know it's a hidden message that I ain't gotta fully innerstand in order to maximize on the energy....
I'm Transforming all this pain into Power, manifesting massive Success out of all this Struggle, and Triumphing through every Tragedy......
Grateful for the Light that shined down on me and through me this morning.....
Rise Above....