Wembley

Another Friday night all alone in a hotel room.  This time I got all my business done and out of the way so I could watch Wembley.  My little laptop was not big enough or loud enough for me, but I turned out all the lights and sat with my face 6 inches away and was mesmerized.  There are so many things that stood out for me, Michael's amazing energy, knowledge of every word and move, the obvious joy and fun he was having,  his beautiful face and body, his passion and feeling, the way he wanted to entertain and draw everyone in to the story he was creating, his childlike enjoyment of creating magic, it was wonderful.  How alive and vibrant he was, he was so open and honest and pure.  It all built up to a crescendo, with Man in the Mirror to bring it all together once everyone's heart had been opened to receive the message that we all have such incredible potential if we only believe in ourselves and take that first step.

I am so grateful for the people who were there that night, and all through his life.  The ones who saw him for the true pioneer, hero, genius, he was, and felt the purity and truth he emitted in everything he did.  I was too self absorbed to notice him then, but I am so happy to know that he was appreciated by so many.

I am grateful that we can now have this incredible treasure, and so many other still unknown to us, so that he will always be alive and fresh in our memories and our hearts, and be available for future generations to discover as we have.   I am grateful to the estate for ensuring Michael's legacy expands and grows for him, his children, and all of us as well as future generations.

When it was over I cried and cried and cried some more.  It was not a thinking process, it was pure emotion and feeling that overcame me.  That is the way of Michael, he gets past all the superficial stuff and changes you from the inside out.