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.

The Way He Makes Me Feel

I had the luxury last week, to spend a night alone in a different city.  Stayed in a hotel, and had the whole evening to do whatever I wanted.  I started by having dinner alone in a great Vietnamese restaurant.  Well, I wasn't completely alone, because I had a picture of Michael on the table and I was reading a book, Writing the Divine, which I hoped would help me to be able to talk to Michael more clearly.  Back in my hotel room by 6:30 I had plenty of time to watch some videos, which I don't get to do very often, because I am never alone, and I can not properly express myself with my family around when I am watching Michael singing, talking, or just looking beautiful in photos.  It was heavenly, to be able to relax and enjoy him properly.  I was sooo happy, my heart was bursting with love, tears streaming down my face, with no one else around to question my sanity.  Eventually, I decided to try to do a bit of channeling.  I opened a new document on my laptop, sat with my fingers on the keyboard, closed my eyes, said a prayer, and waited.  The book said that some Divine being, I was hoping for Michael, would come and talk to me, answer my questions and give me guidance.  It said that my fingers would eventually just start typing, and I would not have to think about it at all.  I continued to sit and wait.  Nothing happened.  Still overwhelmed with love and joy, I patiently waited some more.  Still no words came.   Hmmm, was I doing something wrong?  Was I not in the flow?  It sure felt like I was, but maybe not.  After an eternity, somewhere between 5 minutes and half an hour, I really have no idea how long it was, I gave up.  Maybe channeled writing wasn't for me.

I decided to watch something else before I went to bed.  The video for The Way You Make Me Feel.  I turned out the light, having enjoyed my evening immensely, feeling close to Michael, but disappointed that He hadn't come to talk to me on my computer screen.  The video I had just watched played in my mind.  Then I realized the message it had for me.  Just like in the video, Michael makes sure his message gets through.  He is determined, pesky, and does not give up when there is something he wants.  Always in a gentle, kind way, but still very much in your face.  I have no reason to worry that I will not hear or understand what he wants me to do, or what he wants me to know.  He will make sure of that.  If it isn't channeled writing in words on a screen, it doesn't mean that they are still not Divine messages that are given to me in the way I can understand.  He speaks to me through his songs, suddenly KNOWING something that I need to do, coincidences, cloud formations, and even through writing, not specifically channeled, but guided by him.   I feel his love with me in all I do, what more do I need?

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