Sorry guys, I’ve been MIA. If you follow me on any other social media, you’ll know that the last couple weeks have been a special kinda hell for some of my extended family. We lost my uncle unexpectedly on Friday 5/10 & with all of the gathering of family and funeral events, the last thing on my brain was a blog. But I’m back now…or whateva, ha!
So at my uncle’s wake, my cousins, some of my cousins’ friends and I were sitting near the back of the room in a semi-circle, talking. We were talking about one of my cousin’s inability to be aware of her surroundings and the manner in which she speaks when certain people are around. Long story short, we were at the hospital, sitting in a waiting room after my uncle passed. My cousin T walked out of the room in which my uncle was being held into the waiting room where Cousin D & I sat. Cousin T merely asked where we were coming from and Cousin D’s first words were “I was at motherfucking Oakbook…” Cousin T bucked her eyes and quickly escorted us to another area to continue our discussion. When asked why she hustled us out so quickly, we were informed that the older woman with us in the waiting room was my uncle’s pastor’s mom. Meanwhile Cousin D had been cussin’ up a storm.
So at the wake we were all laughing because as Cousin D recounted the story to those who weren’t there she kept saying to Cousin T “the energy that you were giving off caused my reactions”. And this exchange of energy phrase became our refrain throughout the weekend. Whenever we needed a moment of levity, the Energy was brought up. A tool of amusement for the most part, but the idea of it kept sticking in my brain enough that I wanted to actually talk about the validity of energy exchange.
The older I get, the more hippy dippy I become. I’m getting into all sorts of magical and mystical things, but this energy situation is something that is most palpable to me. I feel it present most when I’m surrounded with the company of other Black women. I have to specify because it’s a totally different vibe when I’m surrounded by my friends of others colors and/or genders. I can’t even really describe it, it’s just a thing. A sense of comfort, going home, finding your tribe and identifying with them. Which is why I’m so thankful for my brown girl brunch crew. That gathering of energies helps me recenter myself every month as we come together to nosh, drink, gossip, uplift, inspire, and just relax.
I’m constantly working on the energy I put into the universe, too. I feel as if being cognizant of the ways in which I affect others is a stepping stone to helping me be a better person. Particularly, knowing when the energy I’m transmitting is not some that needs to be shared with the masses. This is my biggest struggle now to stem the flow of the negative energy and redirect it into different channels. The learning curve on that shit is hiiiiiigh.
What say y’all? Any tips and/or tricks for energy redistribution? Letcha girl know.