When alive I knew you not.
When you were alive, you were a mystery to me.
You were kind and soft.
You were strict and vulnerable.
You were loved, and you were blamed.
I didn't understand how it could be so.
I wondered why and found no answers.
You were alive then.
You endured.
You knew the end would come
And you would leave them all behind
To attend to their own stories.
You are telling me about their mistakes of judgment.
I could tell them, but they won't understand.
They have their own paths to walk.
You know that.
At the core, you know that.
You are at peace because you are aware.
And yet, you are still in a process of shaking it all off -
Turning it all into stardust -
Forgiving, forgetting, moving on from this particular existence -
From the one I knew when you were alive.
Here's the 2nd soul portrait of another person who passed away many years ago.
I have decided to simplify the stages:
1) Tuning In
2) Communicating
3) Parting
This makes things much easier for everyone ✨
Here's the timelapse video. I had a little fun with some light editing and creating Zazzle merch at the end. 😊