It is March 12th and it feels like I’ve lived 8 months in 10 weeks. So many things have happened in such a short period of time that I have barely had a moment to rest and collect myself. Landlords, creditors, clients, etc. do not want to hear that you are sick, tired or stuck in an airport a few thousand miles from home. Recently, I had a reading from my Baba and was given instructions by Spirit on how to move. Since recommitting myself to fully live my spiritual life and not just be a practitioner of a particular spirituality, I knew that to follow the life changing advice would be something I could do without question. To say that I did not initially have my own personal fears and questions about the instructions would be a lie. When I heard first heard what my ancestors and Orisha had to say, I verbally said let’s do this but in my head I said what the hell, are y’all serious? I have to do what? At the end of the day, I decided without hesitation to move with Spirit and to do so in silence.
Now unto itself this is nothing extraordinary, many people answer the call of spirit and move on it. What was interesting was the reaction of people who felt they had exclusive rights to know the who, what, where, when, why and how’s of my life. Did I miss the memo that stated I must disclose what I am doing as soon as I know what it is I am supposed to be doing? Did I cut the class where the professor said that one must disclose the information your ancestors give to you, for your benefit, for public consumption? Surely I missed something because the reaction that I got from elders (yes multiple elders) when I went radio silent for a few weeks while I healed and made changes was at best laughable and at its worst a indictment of true feelings.
Rupaul said the following, “my goal is always to come from a place of love but sometimes you just have to break it down for a motherfucker”. I actually had to break it down for one motherfucker and another motherfucker I simply decided to bow out gracefully rather than to call them out on their hypocrisy and their attempt to garner a confession about my movements and pull me back into their spider web. Folks must have forgotten that I am a priestess and have been their reader, sounding board and confidant not the other way around. To say that I was pissed is an understatement, when I went to my altar to pray about what I could have done differently to keep everyone happy the answer I got was a simple question “why keep those happy who do not bring you happiness and elevate you?”. Why indeed.
Living a spiritually balanced life should be, in theory, something that a person can do without all of the external drama that people bring to the table. Everything from ego, deviant behavior, riding coattails, lies, power tripping and blocking spiritual growth is such a regular thing these days that people are afraid to seek out and explore different spiritual paths to help them live their destiny. Under no circumstance should any person make demands on you especially when elevated ancestors and/or Orisha have spoken.
Life is too short and the to do list far too long to waste time, energy and build up people that wear titles that they did not earn or have muddied with their personal behavior. Let the tongues wag once this post is read, the only folks I’m worried about appeasing as well as honoring are my ancestors and those that ride hard for me whether they know how I am moving or not.
Waiting to get back to the comfort of my home so I can continue playing catch-up and perhaps get some sleep. Until then, pray without ceasing and follow the guidance of your ancestors. For anyone that doesn’t like what you are doing or how you are moving, break it down for them, continue to move silently or just block their asses and DO YOU!
Thank you for letting this antibiotic popping, mile logging, doing readings on the go worker have a bit of your time today.
When your spirits speak do as Sun Tze has advised “Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night and then fall like a thunderbolt.”