My favorite auntie Grace Mae Taylor
GOooD day fine people, a quick share of personal powerful insight from a recent experience.
My favorite auntie Grace Mae Taylor transitioned on Thursday 10/28/23 at 1 a.m.
To say the least, she was one of my favorite humans on this planet.
As a brief reflection of what I received from her as little Malcolm. I can still feel the love she constantly emitted and the massive amount of support that inspired me to BE me, to draw, to wear what I am called to wear. And to stay aligned with GOD while deep in the study of kindness and love. The true study of Jesus. She literally was an angel with this beautifully sharp sarcastic side.
She could read people and see auras before it was cool.
My favorite auntie Grace Mae Taylor had such a GOooD style that it inspired my own. And all I wanted to do was be around her. Ride in the back of her blue Monte Carlo. Draw. And listen to her tell jokes. Whatever she was up to…I was into it.
Recently my favorite Auntie Grace Mae Taylor was in Florida battling some serious health issues. I got the hit to go be with her. And support my dear cousin, the awesome Kamilah, who has been holding it UP for her mom with all the health issues and logistics of hospital care.
MASSIVE BLESSINGS TO YOU CUZ!!!
I was ready and available to pray, work, sing, serve, co-create miracles, and assist in her transition if it is so.
In a moment of silence… “which is where God is”.
Three days later as I exited the hospital heading to the airport my cousin calls me in testimony of Gods excellence and says,”the hospital is flying her home.” Literally the next day they prepped my favorite auntie Grace Mae Taylor and two days later she was back in Seattle.
We opened a telepathic conversation. And I was all about starting my spiel about, “how it’s ok if… “ and she cut me off abruptly. And sharply said, “Baby I’m not dying here in Florida…”.
She always was succinct and direct with her words. So…
I refocused prayer, UPgraded all language around her to, “BEing home soon.” I enrolled anyone possible to join me and continued to pray, read, listen to her favorite music, listen to Daime hymns…ViVa Santo Daime!!!, serve medicine, sing, massage. Whatever was called for.
Her HOME.
I share this personal moment because you never know your role. It may seem one way. And there’s always a divine plan in orchestration. It’s my reminder to be flexible and do my part.
Stay focused. Stay present. Be calm. Listen more than talk.
Be love. Be firm. Be generous.
Be the steward of mankind God intended me to be.
As my favorite auntie, Grace Mae Taylor spent her last days in Seattle I know in my heart this is where she wanted and needed to be. So she could release herself from all her pain and suffering to literally, ”Return HOME!!!”
Where now she’s hanging with her sis, my regal mom Gurteen Taylor Cross, and the rest of my ancestors.
ViVa auntie Grace Mae Taylor!!!
ViVa our ancestors!!!
My favorite auntie Grace Mae Taylor is another fortified angel in the angelic realm to lean into for support. As I deal with the human sadness of one of my most favorite people on the planet no longer being here. All emotions and loss are surpassed by my MASSive amount of gratitude for being blessed by her presence in my life. Her example of love, laughter, style, spirituality, and joy.
I rejoice she’s free from suffering.
“May all beings be free from suffering. And the causes of suffering.”
A prayer come true for you my favorite auntie Grace Mae Taylor.
I love you…love you…love you.
🖤🙌🏾🕯🙏🏾🕯🙌🏾🖤