Sometimes we spark inspiration in someone without even knowing it.
2pac did this for me.
Music was my vice when I was growing up and at an early age I was already belting out my favourite songs. I remember spending hours waiting to press record at that perfect moment when my jam came on the radio. I patiently listened with intent to every song and quickly ran to the bathroom during ads not to miss a beat. This was heaven on earth for me; I loved it.
So in the moments when growing up felt overwhelming; I would lose myself in my favourite songs. The lyrics and beats that spoke to my heart felt like permission to let go. At times I couldn’t even articulate what I was feeling or process the emotions that were there. That’s where this magnificent man came in. Recently he’s shown up in a different way for me; he’s come through as an Ascended Master. He’s been encouraging me to speak my truth and embrace who I am without apology.
I’ve tried many times to invoke Jesus or Archangel Gabrielle for this, though Tupac seems to have found a way where I’m now like, “Yup, it’s time. Here I am world! I’m ready to be seen”. I wrote this in honour to this Divine Soul that has impacted my life in ways beyond belief. This is for you.
ODE TO PAC
You were there when no one else was; blasting out of my speakers in my childhood room.
Singing your lyrical rhymes to me.
I’d find myself crying; laughing; singing; dancing; sharing my heart with you.
You brought me through a world of emotion on side 1 of your tracks and then to another universe when I swapped over to disc 2.
You were an escape from this world I didn’t know how to handle.
You set my heart free.
Suburbia wasn’t kind to me.
I was a kid with big dreams and a big heart singing in the after school choir.
I wanted the grit and rawness you embodied and all I found was the shy choral voice I held back.
I wanted to be different, see different, feel different and there you were; offering me reprieve.
Showing me a different perspective on lands of which I never knew, yet felt a resonance within the emotion you brought though.
You spoke of the truth in which I knew so deeply down inside.
Your music hit straight to the soul of this little girl who felt she no longer could hide.
I cried every time I heard dear mama; still do.
It was through California Dreaming that led me to you.
R U Still Down? The ode to my soul.
You picked me up when I was down and offered resurrection.
You were an angel that came to be by my side; gifting me momentary relief.
There’s a power in your words that heal so true.
All I know is that in my heart; my 12 year old girl will be eternally grateful for you.
Who’s left a lasting impression on your heart?
I would love to know.