My Heart is Beating in His Peace

Surrounding me is all the life that my Beloved created in His Love.
It calls to me in every heartbeat and in every breath;
in every action and in every thought.
Peace fills my heart, and floods my body with the purpose of forgiveness.
Now my mind is healed, and all I need to save the world is given me.
Each heartbeat brings me peace; each breath infuses me with strength.
I am His messenger, directed by His Voice, sustained by Him in love,
and held forever quiet and at peace within His loving Arms.
Each heartbeat calls His Name, and every one is answered by His Voice,
assuring me I am at home in Him.

Adapted from A Course in Miracles

Back in His Arms

I have spent the last six days on a business trip with my husband.  No Michael music, not even a single song playing in a grocery store!   No communication with my online friends other than a bit of texting with my sweet Siren.  Ten minutes to check on Facebook at the end of each long day.  No pictures, no videos, no heartfelt conversations.   I did manage to leave a few of Siren's beautiful quote cards behind on my journey, just to get people thinking about Michael.

Today was my first chance to get back to my "real" life, my Michael life.  My Bad 25 CD didn't arrive while I was gone, so I went straight to Walmart to buy it.  Soon my Michaelmobile was filled with Michael's voice singing songs I haven't heard before.  What bliss!!  Such a beautiful gift to have this happen three years after he left.  It's like he knew we would need it.  I felt him so close, as I was filled with his sweet sound.   There he was again, blowing me kisses from my sun visor.  It's not that I am ever really "away" from Michael.  He is in my every thought and action, everything reminds me of him, but the music and his beautiful face are so much a part of my life that I missed them a lot.

I went to Michael's Love Tree to do my Major Love Prayer an hour early, as I knew I would not be able to join in at the right time.  The city has decided they don't want us leaving anything in or around the tree anymore, so the stones of Love that Siren left on Sunday were gone.  In spite of this, I fell an amazing peace to be there.  I sat by the tree, without flowers, pictures, candles and I felt completely happy and joyful beyond reason.   I realized that the Love that this tree receives, it also sends out, multiplied.  I ran my fingers over Michael's name on his plaque, read his beautiful quote, and I knew that His love can not be limited.  It envelopes us, fills us, and we can only grow and expand and spread it out like ripples that will never end.  We ARE the ripples.   The Major Love Prayer really does make a difference, and I love knowing that people all around the world are joining together in Michael's love and really are helping to make his dreams come true.

Checking in on facebook tonight, I read a story of Michael's love in someone's life.  Someone I don't know, but who is my sister in his love, and by the time I had finished reading her story, I LOVED her like I love so many of the people I have come to know over the past three years.  These stories always serve to increase my love for Michael, if that is even possible, and my hope for the world, and the perfection of the plan that we are all a part of.   I can not even begin to understand how he comes to each of us with exactly what we need, for our own growth and understanding, to be who we really are, and do what we are here to do, for Him, and for the world.  I don't need to know how, I only need to know that he does.  I am so grateful to be so blessed.  Thank you Michael, for everything.  You are my life.

Whichever Way You Cut It

Who was/is Michael Jackson?  Is he an angel?  Was he sent by God to teach us about Love?  Is he the second coming of Christ?  Is he Divine?

Most people agree that he was one of a kind.  Not like any other person, ever.  No one denies that he was a genius of creativity.   We have a fascination about trying to find out the exact nature of his existence and purpose.  I have thought about these questions, but not as seriously and tenaciously as some, because I know who Michael is to me.  I know that he came into my life with a lightning bolt of love that shook me up and changed me forever.  He is my everything!

In thinking about who he really was, I have one question to ask.  What if he was a regular human being, no different than anyone else?   His life circumstances certainly weren't different than many children in his time and location.  What if he just happened to make the most of this one life that he came to live?  What if he had no special life purpose other than to make the most of it in whatever way he chose?   Would that make him less special to us now?  Or would that make the life he created and the legacy of love, and music and dance, and humanitarian work all the more remarkable?

If Michael was just a regular human being living a single life, wow!   To me, that would make him just as extraordinary as if he were the most special one of a kind gift from God.   To do all he did, with just the determination and conviction and hard work and vision and unconditional love of one person is completely outrageously amazing!  Maybe someone can become divine by living a divine life.  

Who was/is Michael Jackson?
Who are you?

Driving the Dream

On Sunday I was on my way to my daughter's house for dinner, stopped at a red light, when I saw the man in the car behind me get out of his car, leave the door open, and come running up to my door.  I was so shocked!  What did I do?  Did I cut him off?  Was my music too loud?  Did I have a flat tire?  I turned off the music, although I never like to cut Michael off in the middle of a song, and opened my window.
The man said "Where did you get your Michael Jackson bumper sticker?"
 Really???
I told him I had it custom made for me, and he wanted to know the name of the company.  I told him, but I wasn't sure if the guy who made them for me even still worked there.  As I was explaining this, the man had time to look at the inside of my car - the picture of Michael blowing me a kiss on my visor (it was a sunny day)  the string of pictures hanging from my visor, the quote card hanging from my radio knob.  I reached over and got an Ever After business card out for him.  I told him to call me and I can try to get a bumper sticker for him.   He said his daughter would love it, thanked me and ran back to his car.
Wow!!!!  I was soooo excited.  I know that whoever drives behind me must see Michael there, but I have never had anyone give me any kind of reaction before.
That was two days ago, and he hasn't called me.  Did he lose my card?  Or maybe I scared him with my Michaelmobile.  He might not want his daughter to talk to me!!  I'll keep you posted.
This is what I learned (again) from this.
Every little thing we do for Michael makes a difference.  So often I feel like I am not enough, that what I do for him is so small.   But it all adds up, and each of us DO make a difference in our own way.

The Lean

"When health is absent, wisdom cannot reveal itself, art cannot manifest, strength cannot fight, wealth becomes useless, and intelligence cannot be applied."  Herophilus

This quote is the theme of my blog post because I have people in my life who have so much to offer others and the world, but their health is holding them back.  How can we do our best when we lack energy, strength, focus, and just don't feel well?  I am starting on a health plan to help me to optimize my energy and vitality so that I can be the best I can be, to work for Michael.   The name of the book is The Lean.   The idea is to Lean into making changes, such as drinking 8 glasses of water a day, eat an apple a day, eat breakfast, etc.  Small changes that add up to new habits.  I like it.  This way, I can choose each day to do a little or a lot, say yes or no to foods or activities, without any guilt.  I intend to do whatever will help me be more available to carry on Michael's work in whatever way I can.   If I do it for Michael, it's much more likely I will make the right choice, because I never want to be less than my best for him.   So far, I am only on day three.  Anyone want to join me??

http://www.amazon.com/The-Lean-Revolutionary-Healthy-Lasting/dp/1602861730

Living in Michael's Love

Siren and I attended this show last night.  We bought the tickets a few months ago.  There just are not any Michael events going on where we live, and we weren't sure what to expect.  Was this impersonator taking advantage of Michael's celebrity, or did he really love Michael and want to pay tribute to him?  I was a bit nervous about it, because I didn't want to be disappointed, and I didn't want to see anyone disrespecting Michael in any way.  How could anyone possibly live up to Michael's performances in concert.   After the first song, we looked at each other and breathed a huge sigh of relief.  The band, the dancers, and the impersonator were all awesome!  They were honoring him, and doing their part to share him with others.  Bishop (the impersonator) spoke about Michael as the amazing icon he was, and also talked about his real message of Love and healing. 

Siren and I had made a day of this event.  We started with visiting Michael's Love Tree as we always do on Sunday mornings.   Our message for the week, we felt was Hope, as we had both been recently feeling depressed and sad, thinking that there was no hope that Michael would ever be understood and appreciated for all he gave in his life.  It seemed that there was just too much to be done, and not much apparent progress in the right direction.  Michael had put those thoughts to rest with messages of Hope for each of us in different ways.  In fact, I had woken up in the morning with the realization that the people who would be coming to the show would likely be people who were at least open-minded about Michael, if not actually followers like us.  With this in mind, we picked up my 15 year old daughter who was joining us for the show and went for lunch, followed by a stop at the theatre.  I asked the manager if they would be interested in having copies of Ever After to give to the patrons of the show that evening.  Looking over the book, he liked the idea, so we brought in enough books for each table, or each group, to receive a copy.

When we were shown to our table a few hours later, we saw a copy of Ever After at each table.  During the hour and a half allotted for dinner, before the show started, we saw people all over the room reading the book, flipping through it, and heard discussions about Michael going on around us.  It was surreal!
I can't tell you how wonderful it felt to see this.  At one point, I was acknowledged for the donation of the books, and asked to stand up.  An incredibly bright spotlight came on me and I couldn't see a thing!  I stood like a deer in the headlights, and all I was thinking was "how did Michael see when he was on stage????"  I was reminded of a devotion of Diana's about this subject.  

The whole evening was wonderful, being with my beautiful Siren, who always is so much fun to be with, having my daughter joining us in a Michael adventure for the first time, sharing my books, seeing a tribute to Michael by people who truly understood him, seeing people enjoy Ever After and even ask me for autographs, it was all very sweet.  We also discovered that there are other people in our area who love Michael, as well as meeting the band members, the dancers and Bishop Soul, who all are so devoted to what they do, for Michael.  Siren had the opportunity to share her art cards and bookmarks with people who were amazed by her beautiful work.  All of this in one night was simply unbelievable.  Underneath it all, I could feel my love for Michael grow more than ever, which was already bigger than I ever could have imagined.  Talk about HOPE!  Michael's love is forever, nothing can stop it from growing and growing until it takes over everything and we remember that we really are all ONE, as he told us.  

Working for Michael

On Saturday I was doing errands, took a wrong turn, and ended up going to pay a bill at a different branch of my bank than usual.  I was wearing my Immortal Tour T shirt and the young man who was serving me, said "I really love your shirt."  I said thanks, very happily, then he said, "I remember back in the eighties when he used to be black."  I am always afraid of this kind of comment because I do not handle them very well.  In the past, I have felt the heat and anger rising from my feet up to my head, my face turn red, and did not say anything.  I have ended up being upset for days, at the other person for being cruel and ignorant, and at myself for not defending Michael.

This time was different.  Maybe because I am now so sure and confident in my devotion to Michael, I was totally calm.  Seeing that this young man was too young to remember the eighties, I knew he was  joking at Michael's expense because he didn't know any better.  I felt sorry that he had no idea of who Michael was, or what he had done for the world.  I said, "Actually, he was always black," not in a sarcastic or angry way, but just quietly and confidently.  The teller was immediately embarrassed by his thoughtless remark, and quickly said "Oh yes, and he was such an incredible artist".....and tried to make up for being so rude.   I completed my transaction, smiled, said thank you and left the bank.   As I walked to my car, I felt good that I had stood up for Michael in a way he would be proud of, and hoped that maybe another young person would start to think for himself, do some research, and find out the truth about Michael Jackson.

I don't know if I went to that bank for the purpose of meeting that teller, so that we each could learn something from the interaction we had, but I am happy that it turned out that way.  I look forward to the next opportunity I have to share the truth of Michael with someone who has not discovered him yet.