💜 Dearly Beloved... A Trixie Soul Sermon on Life, Loss, and the Afterworld
Let’s pause for a second.
Take a breath.
Because this one? This one’s sacred.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to get through this thing called life..."
Whew. Prince wasn’t just singing. He was preaching.
Sometimes, Trixie feels like she’s officiating her own daily memorial service for all the versions of herself she’s had to bury just to keep moving.
Life Is the Electric Word
Prince said it best:
"Electric word, life."
It’s messy.
It’s beautiful.
It’s ridiculous.
It’s breathtaking.
Some days it shocks you with joy.
Other days it zaps the soul out of you.
And the thing about electricity?
It doesn’t ask permission.
It moves. It charges. It changes everything it touches.
Life is just like that. You don’t get to tiptoe through it. You either plug in and feel every spark—or live unplugged and wonder why nothing feels real.
Forever Is a Mighty Long Time
Trixie used to think forever meant always having people around.
But you start to learn that “forever” is a mirage.
People leave.
Hearts break.
Time keeps going, and you’re standing there holding dried roses and unanswered questions.
But Prince—our purple prophet—reminds us:
“There’s something else.”
Something after the heartbreak.
After the loss.
After the fear.
What If This Life Isn’t All There Is?
What if the pain wasn’t a dead end—but a detour?
What if this isn't the finale—but the intermission?
Trixie believes in an afterworld.
Not just Heaven, but the one we carry inside.
A place we go when we survive what tried to destroy us.
The afterworld is where healing lives.
Where peace finally shows up.
Where you dance again, even if your shoes are worn and your mascara is waterproof now.
A Message for the Tired Souls
If you're waking up tired from the weight of the world...
If you’ve been crying in the car because nobody really sees you…
If you’ve buried too many dreams, said too many goodbyes, or just need one more reason to hold on—
Let Prince’s words be your altar call:
💜 You are not alone in this thing called life.
💜 It’s electric.
💜 It’s eternal.
💜 And there’s more waiting for you on the other side of this pain.
🎸Trixie’s Takeaway Trix:
Say the things. Hug the people. Dance like Prince is watching.
Let grief have its moment—but don’t let it steal the whole concert.
Heaven isn’t just after this life—it’s in every act of love, forgiveness, and survival.
✨ Bible Verse:
“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain…” — Revelation 21:4
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