I've been searching through the recesses of my mind to find words to honor you. I was so changed by your offering of music, it transformed my spirit, and in your gifts, I found the real meaning of Artistry. There have been many love affairs with musicians in my mind, in my lifetime: many kindreds. But you, Lady T, reminded me that there was always beauty in the sensitivity of a tender soul's journey on Earth, and you rekindled my faith in the Divine, through your own steadfast faith.
In college, when I first fell deeply under the spell of your gift, I was a tormented soul (that hasn't changed THAT much, i still carry the edge of raw intensity and feeling, albeit, with a sunny twist) going through a tumultuous and psychologically abusive relationship. It was all I thought I could afford, romantically and my belief in "lack" led me to some dark, frightening places. The truth is though, that in all that darkness, your light found me, and through your voice and words, I realized there was a world beyond the pain, a world where pain transmutes into wisdom and art, and with your poetry, I found my own. Your words are etched in my brain, your voice, a lullaby I've carried with me from the first day I bought one of your albums. I was not and am not just a fan, I am part of your soul cluster, Teena Marie, and I am sad I never got to tell you so in person. Now, I can speak to the stars and see your face in the heavens. Your inspiration surpasses tangible reality and now the gift you've given us with your music abounds forevermore, not that there was any doubt it would have done so despite your sudden departure.
I cry not for the fact that you have left this physical plane, but b/c the tenderness of your soul entwines with mine and I recollect each experience with your songs as I collected them, studied the lines and played out the story of what led to each of your finished masterpieces. So much is focused on your skin tone. Humans are obsessed with race, it is our one "big" thing. That and "money". You knew better, you always had, like any true artist, you were pure energy SOURCED through Glory and I weep for the beauty that you bestowed. We mourn you the way we would a Queen. A Queen who took us to our most vulnerable places, our most deep, delicious devourings...back to the sky and sea again. You were Piscean Royalty, swimming both downstream and up, and your AstroKin: Jill, Erykah, Amel and so on, will share the message of that complexity through their gifts, messages and LIVES.
This is a personal testament from me to you and from this day forward I will always speak your truth to any who ask, they should all be so lucky to experience your transcendental sound. You sang from the heavens and the oceans and brought it to this Earth for mortals lucky enough to resonate with it. I adored you, Mary(Marie) Christine Brockert and I am so lucky to have experienced your MAGIC in this existence.
"when you said hello I knew all too soon you'd go/when the autumn leaves came tumbling down/i looked everywhere sunny and you could not be found/don't make this last forever, its raining january through december.../sunny skies, a tear fell from my eyes and since you went away i've been sad and blue and grey..."
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