Jimi Left this world...
Billy Cox tribute from today:
It was set up like a Moroccan Salon, a section of Jimi's living room in his New York apartment in the village. Beautiful fabric hung on three sides; the front was left open. An oriental rug, big pillows and cushions covered the floor. The rest of the decor remained true to the ambience.
On this particular day, just Jimi and I were in his apartment. Jimi lying on pillows in the salon, facing the opening, I'm sitting outside salon, in a large bean bag chair, facing the salon's opening.
It was during moments like these: when either or both of us needed advice, an opinion or an ear we could trust, that we covered it all. But, most importantly with guitar and bass always close by, Jimi and I would either go over songs or come up with new patterns. We'd talked about the good old days, laughing about some of the old blues cats and the colorful characters we had known.
So, we are just sitting there, talking about any and everything ...enjoying, chilling.
Everything shifted, then I knew Jimi was about to lay some heavy stuff on me. He told me that it was during the wee hours one morning, that he became aware of being out of his body, hovering and looking down at his body. He then became aware of an opening in space, that looked like an entrance.. It was conveyed or it became clear that he could go through the opening, which he started to do or he could remain here. Jimi told me that It was then he recognized that he had some unfinished music that he needed to finish. So, he decided to stay. Jimi watched himself go back into his body. He then went back to sleep.
I came to recognize thoroughly just how cosmically special Jimi was, when especially, he and I shared those just enjoying and chilling moments. Jimi Hendrix was not like your everyday person or musician. The major difference being, Jimi Hendrix was CONSCIOUS of his purpose/calling for being here and committed to fulfilling it, with a very humble spirit, open and receptive to all that the Universe imparted.
From time to time and during this time of year, I'm always grateful that Jimi shared that special experience with me. It somewhat gives me comfort in believing, maybe Jimi had finished all that he was here to do, on this side, and that is why he left us and moved on.
James Marshall "Jimi" Hendrix (November 27, 1942 - September 18,1970)
~Always in my thoughts, my friend, Billy
Billy Cox tribute from today:
Billy Cox (Hendrix) ·
“I may return If dissatisfied with what I learn from having died.”~ Robert FrostIt was set up like a Moroccan Salon, a section of Jimi's living room in his New York apartment in the village. Beautiful fabric hung on three sides; the front was left open. An oriental rug, big pillows and cushions covered the floor. The rest of the decor remained true to the ambience.
On this particular day, just Jimi and I were in his apartment. Jimi lying on pillows in the salon, facing the opening, I'm sitting outside salon, in a large bean bag chair, facing the salon's opening.
It was during moments like these: when either or both of us needed advice, an opinion or an ear we could trust, that we covered it all. But, most importantly with guitar and bass always close by, Jimi and I would either go over songs or come up with new patterns. We'd talked about the good old days, laughing about some of the old blues cats and the colorful characters we had known.
So, we are just sitting there, talking about any and everything ...enjoying, chilling.
Everything shifted, then I knew Jimi was about to lay some heavy stuff on me. He told me that it was during the wee hours one morning, that he became aware of being out of his body, hovering and looking down at his body. He then became aware of an opening in space, that looked like an entrance.. It was conveyed or it became clear that he could go through the opening, which he started to do or he could remain here. Jimi told me that It was then he recognized that he had some unfinished music that he needed to finish. So, he decided to stay. Jimi watched himself go back into his body. He then went back to sleep.
I came to recognize thoroughly just how cosmically special Jimi was, when especially, he and I shared those just enjoying and chilling moments. Jimi Hendrix was not like your everyday person or musician. The major difference being, Jimi Hendrix was CONSCIOUS of his purpose/calling for being here and committed to fulfilling it, with a very humble spirit, open and receptive to all that the Universe imparted.
From time to time and during this time of year, I'm always grateful that Jimi shared that special experience with me. It somewhat gives me comfort in believing, maybe Jimi had finished all that he was here to do, on this side, and that is why he left us and moved on.
James Marshall "Jimi" Hendrix (November 27, 1942 - September 18,1970)
~Always in my thoughts, my friend, Billy
