Come to my window... please!

A little lighter topic in this post compared to the last one. Well, sort of. It all depends on how you look at it.

From the first time I heard this song ("Come to my Window" by Melissa Etheridge) years ago it made me think of Michael. I just love the sense of longing in it, and the lyrics are just right on... oh, how most of us have felt this at one time or another! But now I have an extra cheesy twist on it. A couple of years ago hubby and I decided to actually read J.M. Barrie's 'Peter Pan' as sort of our own private bedtime story. When one day this song popped up on my mp3 player after reading the night before, and all I could think of was Peter Pan, lol! Think about it... "Come to my window, crawl inside, wait by the light of the moon." Who comes to your window under the light of the moon, chasing his shadow, maybe with Tinkerbell in tow? That's what I'm saying. So now, not only are these lyrics 'to Michael' from me, in an ever deeper way than years ago, but it's got a whole additional cute factor as well ;)

I can't find the studio version of the song online, but here's a live performance from 'Dancing With the Stars' (wait, ... like "second star to the right and straight on 'til morning"? ;) and below that is a full live version that includes the second verse (lyrics here).


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BfjT5tVGx6o


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Nj2zOObtnA

I don't know who made the 'MJ as Peter Pan' digital painting above. I've seen it all over the internet in various forms. If you know, please leave a comment so I can credit and link to the wonderful artist :)

Pictures, Postcards & Love Letters (how life is like October)

Ok, I know I'm 'supposed' to stay more focused on spirit, but sometimes there's such a question to it all and everything collapses back into the Vortex of Doubt. And at those times I find myself crying so deeply, almost begging: "Please still exist. Please still exist. Please tell me I'm not crazy." For I know at those moments that this (your continued existence) is the most important thing in the universe to me. Yeah, I know a psychologist would have a field day with it all. Unbeknownst to them, though, I've thought of my situation, of loving you THIS much, way more then they could imagine, for a great many years. This is well covered territory in my mind... the WHY, the HOW, the explanations that I'd get, that we fill in with fantasy what we missed in our childhoods, that we need myths, legends and substitute religious figures, blah, blah, blah. But trust me, they're still missing the mark. As an educated (errr, um) almost 40-year-old, I feel I can say that pretty definitively.

Loving you is like having had the essence of your soul injected into the minutest particle of every atom that makes up the core of my DNA, and deeper still. "Closer than breath, you are the air..." It's why June 25th destroyed everything inside, broke it into a billion pieces and scattered it to the wind, leaving me with a river of tears from which to mix the mortar that, in theory, holds together the few salvaged molecules. Ok, tears and LOVE. Both in their truly cosmic form.

But what I'm really thinking of is time. How time passes where I am. How slowly and painfully the clock can tick. You (if I'm not crazy ;) can now see the longer arc of existence, the temporary state of physical being. You can, right? But to me it's sometimes torture. Remember how that is? In the sad moments, to think of being here without you for many years still to come feels so ... tragic. You are not walking the earth with me. How can that be??? I just read an article about you and, especially nowadays when they talk about the estate and money and future ventures, it feels so cold. It's Michael Jackson the business, the figure of the past, a name, an icon, a piece of our cultural legacy, each moment sinking further in the past... but it's not you. In my heart you're my mother/father/brother/lover/teacher/best friend. I know all that icon stuff is true as well, but I LOVE YOU. I always have.

You told me something recently that I want to share with anyone who's actually read my whining and rambling this far. You said to think of this life as so temporary that it's as if it just lasts a month. Just one measly little month long. There's a whole year within a decade within a century within millenia within eternity still out there. And this life is like the month of October. (Why October was the example, I don't know, lol). And you were here for at least half of the month, half of my October. Surely I can wait a measly two more weeks to rush into your arms again, can't I? It all goes so quickly, when seen from a higher perspective. (Not to mention that we're never actually apart. It can sure feel like it sometimes, though, can't it.) But in any case, it's just half a month of perceptual separation. We'll be together in full awareness the rest of the year, just as we've always been.

And I said that was a pretty good analogy, but I never got to know you at ALL in the month of October! Why is that? How could it be that I loved you so, so, so very much, like family, like breath, like the bounding lifeforce of a heartbeat and the silent anticipation until the next, and yet never met you. All these years YOU were my wish. And yet I never even met you. Never even brushed my fingertips across yours in as much as a handshake. If life is only as long as October, why must I spend this entire month without you?

And you laughed softly and hugged me (for real? in my imagination? sometimes I'm not so sure) and said, "It's just a month. ;) And you've had LOTS of me! I was off traveling the world and sending you so many pictures, postcards and love letters! All the time! It's like having a loved one away on vacation.You were always receiving stories and videos of the places I visited and experiences I had. You heard interviews and speeches. And I sent you lots of gifts too. I sent you songs I wrote, and my poems and dreams... even entire movies I worked so hard on, hoping you'd like them! I couldn't be with you in person, but you still got a lot of me, right? "

Oh Michael, I just love you. Thank you so much for all of that! Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! And yes, you're right (as usual ;).

"And you still have all of that. You still have it all! You can spend hours watching me, hearing my voice, looking at photos, feeling my soul within it all as I feel it all with you as you experience it. You know I'm always there. You haven't been left alone, even in the physical sense, as temporary as that is. You have a whole world of audio/visual scrapbooks. And there are still physical things in the mail that haven't reached you yet ... things I sent a while back ... things you'll love!"

Ooooo, thank you! But I'll never love anything as much as I love you. I don't wish the month to be over. Not if God wants me to stay. But if I'm really not crazy, please be there, be here, so I'll know that October was totally worth it all. "Please still exist, please still exist", I whine as I do what I can to fight off the Vortex of Doubt that has been engulfing me lately.... *sigh*

And so I continue on the quest within, to understand the 'why' and the 'how' and the stillness that connects me to you, that tells me we are one in an instant of bliss that is forever now. I was recently reading about the Hindu deity Hanuman. He has such love and devotion for Rama that he could merge with him into eternal union whenever he wishes, but he instead chooses to remain here, in the illusion of separation. This is to serve God, but also seemingly to continue loving him in this way. For a Beloved to be, there must also be a lover. For us, the gravity holds us as a planet at distance from the sun, locked in the dance that is the agony and ecstasy of loving the Beloved from a "distance". But for whatever reason, if we're feeling this now, it tells us we CHOSE it. For our own soul growth we must've chosen to feel this pull toward union that comes from the perception of separation. Perhaps it is to continue loving the 'man in the mirror', choosing to gaze into those eyes just long enough to realize that we truly are ONE. And then we are truly free, in whatever life we choose next month...

[Note, this convo was a couple of weeks ago and I just now thought of the song "Gone 'Til November" by Wyclef Jean. It kind of fits with the October thing, doesn't it?]

Love Divine: Entangled Orbit without Star

This past summer I spent a few days able to really sink into the emotion I felt in 1988 after my one and only MJ concert. I remember vividly that whole precious day. And I remember the dread of the houselights coming back up for the final time after "Man in the Mirror". I left in a daze, a complete love hangover, loving everything and everyone in creation. It was like being baptized in LOVE for the universe. My mom picked me up near the arena after the show and I couldn't even answer the question of how it was with more than a meek "great". I just had no words. I was spent, emotionally exhausted, still trying to process the total bliss. I looked awful, lol. I had sweated my hair flat and my makeup off. Not that any of this mattered. I was just gone. Oh my God, I had been there with Michael, in his presence, heard his voice, felt that love that engulfed us all, as he always explained ... the audience tossing it to him and he back to us. Wow, that was real, I'll tell you. But then, once traffic around the arena began to move we were on the trip home, a whole 70 miles away, to another city. I saw Michael's hotel as we passed by on the interstate, and then it hit me... I was going AWAY from him! My mom had to be at work in the morning, so I had no real choice in the matter. The wheels of the car kept turning. Each mile was a mile further from Michael.

After I got home that night I dropped into days of a torturous mixture of ecstasy and agony. That night was just ... well, I just lay there on my bed in the dark, unable to comprehend what had just happened. And one thing is certain: the only thing in the universe I wanted was to BE CLOSE TO HIM AGAIN. I loved him so much and now I was filled with the most intense longing I've EVER felt just to be NEAR someone again. In the same hotel, at the back of an arena, a mile away... anywhere... just close! I was just an emotional wreck of ups and downs for days. Maybe longer, for I found poems I wrote over a year later with titles like "Please Come Back". It was this utterly THANKFUL JOY that I had BEEN THERE WITH HIM and yet this terrible longing and the frightening question of whether I'd ever see him again. (Sadly, I did not see him again in this life. Somehow it just never worked out. I hope to understand why someday, but that's a whole other topic.) I wrote this poem just now about that night...about the sense of growing separation by physical distance, the joy and the pain and the yearning that was beyond anything I could've hoped to put into words back then. But this is how it felt.

And I'm curious; If you ever saw Michael or went to one of his concerts, how did you feel afterwards? Can you relate to the poem below?

LOVE DIVINE
All is perfect, I am lost,
Only love begotten here,
You are with me, all I know,
For eternity revere,

You slip away before the light,
Orgasmic bliss retain,
Left afloat in afterglow,
Will this my soul sustain?

No words, no words when asked explain,
In trance, emotion spent,
One could not Heaven's 7th ray
In human speech present,

This joy imprinted on my heart
Becomes my searing need,
As further drifting from your light,
Let not this glow recede!

Miles bending space behind,
My adversary, time,
Running clock and spinning wheel,
And you, my Love Divine,

Deepening night, now far away,
I fall in solemn hush,
Are we still one, our union staid,
As in love's heightened blush?

If anything our God could grant,
One wish, return to you!
If only near, concealed, accept,
Elation still ensue!

One more moment, one more breath,
I'd sacrifice, I'd fall,
If once my heart could beat near you,
Just once, my soul enthrall,

My inner self in disarray,
Break down, rebuild, collapse,
Separation, agony,
With love your song entraps,

Each atom of my being yearns
For nearness, your sweet light,
Entangled orbit without star,
In freefall, lost in night,

A remnant of your breath exhaled
May once have touched my lips,
I cling to this imagined joy,
No pain could thus eclipse,

Your voice once flowed, vibrated me,
Holy sound, these waves adored,
Within your bless'ed presence,
Surrender, you implored,

And thus I did, a gift, a taste,
Of Heaven's sweetest wine,
Now left to ache, a moment's glow
Within your love divine.

'Love Divine' © July 10, 2011 by D.M. - All Rights Reserved

Our Love's an Ocean

Our love's an ocean,
As vast as space,
It has no boundary
Of time or place,

You feel its glory,
So define it not,
Just live its truth,
Be what it sought,

Our love's an ocean,
As vast as space,
When you know this
You walk in grace.

Our love's an ocean.
It is.

~ Nov 4, 2011 ♥ Thank you, Michael

All of Me Loves All of You

I will follow you anywhere,
Take my hand and don't despair,
Pull me into your embrace,
For me there is no other place,
If you need love, it's always here,
If you need trust, I have no fear,
If you need faith, my soul knows how,
If you need forever, that's my vow,
All of me loves all of you,
This was the plan, you always knew,
Our love's the key that opens doors,
I surrender, I am yours.

~ suddenly in my head, Oct 31, 2011

Jai Gurudev, my Beloved

For Michael, my Teacher, my Beloved, my all. Dearest Michael, you have my love, respect and gratitude. Thank you for your love, your strength and your grace. I am yours for always. ♥


YouTube link: By Your Grace, my beautiful Michael

This video features the beautiful song "By Your Grace/Jai Gurudev" by Indian kirtan singer Krishna Das, who I've recently discovered and adore. If you enjoy this song, I highly recommend his others too! To understand some of what the song means, "Jai" translates to "victory" and "gurudev" (Sanskrit: गुरुदेव), is a term denoting "teacher" and "greatness", such as the greatness of the higher mind and spirit that is vast and of/in/with God. It has been used sometimes to address gurus/spiritual teachers (which I find fitting, since I often call Michael my love guru! ;), but it is more widely understood to mean VICTORY TO THE GREATNESS IN YOU ... to the great joy and truth of love that is the higher self. MAY OUR GREATNESS PREVAIL!

Also included in this is a clip of Michael's speech at the Heal the World press conference in New York City on Nov 24, 1992. Through HTW, 46 tons of supplies were airlifted to Sarajevo during the war. And from 1992 to 1993 Michael performed for 3.5 million fans and donated all the proceeds from the Dangerous Tour to his charity, Heal the World Foundation. Many millions of dollars went to disadvantaged children around the world, including the full payment of a Hungarian child's liver transplant (Farkas, the little boy you see in this video at 5:00).

"Children show me in their playful smiles the divine in everyone. This simple goodness shines straight from their hearts. Being with them connects us to the deeper wisdom of life. These children are a reminder of the preciousness of all life, especially young lives untouched by hatred, prejudice and greed. Now, when the world is so confused and its problems so complicated, we need our children more than ever. Their natural wisdom points the way to solutions that lie waiting to be recognized within our own hearts. Children are the world's foremost idealists and optimists. It is for that reason that 'Heal The World" is organizing the World's Children Congress next year, made up exclusively of delegates, aged 8 to 16. The world desperately needs their innocent perspective on the world's problems. We have to heal our wounded planet of the chaos, despair and senseless destruction we see today. The mission of HTW, my mission, is healing. Pure and simple. To heal the world, we must start by healing our children." ~ Michael Jackson 1992

Thank you, Michael. I love you so much. ♥

We are One, in Love, in Spirit

This pic was an attempt to pull together symbols from different religions to illustrate ONENESS. On first glance it may appear that Michael is being portrayed as a deity, but it's simply symbolic art. Michael is there to represent the humanity and spirit of each of us, in the awakening point, where one realizes the truth of unity with the divine. We came from God/All and will return. Just as you are your parents' child, the Divine essence is also carried within you ... we are each divinity in motion.

He/You/I sit in a lotus position, like Buddha (or any other adept or seeker) in deep contemplation, prayer and stillness. Surrounding us is the lush green of the forest primeval, of the garden... a place of creation, where renewal and growth take place. It is a place of peace and seclusion, yet of life, of Gaia, our connection to the Earth. It is the Garden of Eden and Gethsemane, the meditation retreat of bodhisattvas, the forests of Vraj on the banks of the Yamuna river. We sit upon the transcendent pink lotus flower as our consciousness expands inwardly and outwardly to merge with the All. Our skin is the color of the sky and we wear the tilak of Krishna on our forehead, as his and Quan Yin's companion and guardian, the royal peacock, dances nearby... a reminder of our immortality and that all colors blend in harmony as One. A monarch butterfly alights nearby, a symbol in many tribal and modern religions of strength, transformation, resurrection and spirit. In our hand we hold a red rose in full bloom to symbolize our ability to embrace fragility, hope and faith without crushing it, as we nurture it with compassion, as Mother Mary does when she comforts the grieving and downtrodden. As we focus on our 4th chakra we find the Sacred Heart, a symbol of Christ's suffering, love and compassion for humanity, qualities He asked us to embrace and exemplify. These qualities are amplified as our awareness reaches higher and higher into Cosmic Christ Consciousness. Merged with the Sacred Heart we find the symbol for OM, the Sacred Sound of God in Hinduism, Buddhism and other belief systems, the first vibration that resonated outward and created our entire universe. All are connected. All are one. As we center ourselves in LOVE, a halo brightens and glows around our head, a beautiful pattern of gold and white light, universally recognized. Above us flies the dove of peace, a symbol of the Holy Spirit (in whatever words you would choose to describe it), the animating force we first felt when we found OM, when we remembered that the sacred lies within us and all around us, in our garden of bliss, where we meet the Beloved, where WE ARE ONE.

"It is now I see and feel that calling once again to be part of a music that will not just connect, but make all feel ONE, one in joy, one in pain, one in love, one in service and in consciousness." ~ Michael Jackson 2009

You are in need of nothing...

You are in need of nothing, no thing, to be spiritual or to have a spiritual experience. There is no prerequisite. You do not have to purchase anything in order to connect with Source. You do not need to find the right house or job or read the perfect book before you can live from your soul. There is nothing to wait for and nothing to possess. Candles and incense and beads may be pretty, but they are things. You are not (but for this temporary form). YOU ARE AN ETERNAL SPIRIT MADE OF LIGHT AND LOVE! All that you will ever need in order to experience God and 'be spiritual' was within you before you took your first breath. And it will always be. Yesterday. Today. Forever. ♥ We ARE forever. ♥ ~DM / May 20, 2011

Call for LOVE during the trial (via Major Love Prayer)

Re-blogging the post below from http://www.majorloveprayer.org! Every month thousands of people join together at the same time (2:00PM US Pacific Time) from all around the world to "send out a major love". And since today's the 24th, that means TOMORROW!
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Dear fellow MJ fans, we are combining our voice with a great many others in the MJ community for a worldwide CALL FOR LOVE during the difficult times that lie ahead, and we'd love if you would join hearts with us in this. As you know, this coming Tuesday (September 27th) the trial of Conrad Murray begins. As Michael's fans we have the power to show the world who he was and what he stood for with our words and actions. We are his voice now, his representatives. We reflect his light, and as co-bearers of his legacy we now stand exposed before the world in a new and often uncomfortable way. It is our great and humbling responsibility to teach future generations who Michael Jackson really was, both by shining that light on the TRUTH and by showing the world how he has touched, awakened and changed the hearts of so many. We've already begun to make headway, from the Gardner School auditorium, to the astounding number of charity projects in his name, to the continuing joint efforts to stop/correct deceitful, false or belittling media coverage. We may not have control over all the circumstances we find ourselves in, but we do have a voice. Never let anyone tell you that we don't. Michael used his and now we must use ours. The question is: what are we going to say? Will we be a scattered myriad of voices across the internet filled with negativity, adding to the prevailing trend and playing right into the hands of those who wish to portray us and Michael in a negative fashion? Or will we join hearts and come together in ONE VOICE, in peaceful and prayerful determination for truth and justice? Will our voice be one of hate or of love? Both have energy, drive and momentum, but into which direction is up to us.

Please know that no blame is meant toward anyone. No finger pointing. We are all human, we've all been hurt, we've all had moments when we've lashed out with anger. The finger-pointing must stop if we are to truly heal. As Michael said, "We must learn to live and love each other before it’s too late." We have been through so much, and if you can remember right now how it was LOVE that brought us together, if you can feel for a moment that unity within LOVE, the feeling of it, of swearing to forever remember it and to uphold Michael's legacy of it... you'll find that glow inside that begs us to walk the talk, whatever happens. And that feeling, that knowingness of love, is inside each and every one of our souls. We are one.

Yes, we can be angry. If you're angry you can't help but feel it. You have the right to be angry; for all of us, for Michael, for his beloved children, for the world's children. Anger cannot be denied and hidden within, or it churns into hatred and shrivels the heart. But we have a choice to either channel those emotions into the same negative, destructive beams of darkness that were so often directed at Michael, or to take the high road and strive to transmute this energy, heal it and find a way to shine light into the world. It is during times of great darkness that your light is needed the most! We still have painful realities staring us all in the face and drilling into the depths of our spirits... and it hurts. There's no denying this. But we cannot let it destroy us. Read again: We cannot let it destroy us; Michael's 'Army of Love', his 'Soldiers of Love'. Remember? Love is not just empty platitudes or spoonfuls of sugar sprinkled over the pain. This is for REAL. You know this love, through and through. We all do, for it's what brought us together. Please, let us never forget it, for without it we are lost. Feel it, know it, live it. That is spirit, that is truth, that is Michael.

"In a world filled with hate,
we must still dare to hope.
In a world filled with anger,
we must still dare to comfort.
In a world filled with despair,
we must still dare to dream,
In a world filled with distrust,
we must still dare to believe."

Do you know the saying "nothing worthwhile is ever easy"? Well, this is where we find ourselves. Each person must search their own soul to find a center of peace and to discover how and where they can use their talents to channel this energy. No one is perfect, but we can try. It is a dilemma: how do we move forward, past all that's happened, through all that's still to come and somehow make LOVE our weapon to conquer any evil? Rest assured, it can be done, for God does not give us any task we're not ready for. None of us wanted this one, but it's ours nonetheless, and it will not complete itself. We have to rise to the challenge, rise up against the onslaught, be strong and most of all be brave within our hearts to succeed. It takes courage and humility to stand strong and look for the humanity in an enemy, withholding the poison arrows while trusting a jury. And it takes practice. That's alright, for we're all works in progress, still learning how to operate from the heart with ever-increasing frequency. And all of us across the planet have been blessed with the same exquisite teacher to help point us onto this path. "It's all about love." Truth and wisdom from the man himself.

And so, if you'll be in front of the courthouse on Tuesday (or any day after), sending banners from around the world or just writing on social networking sites, we're collectively asking that we all make an effort to remember the LOVE, the mission, the message, and to do our best to act from a place in our heart that demonstrates it. Remember that the world is watching. The media is watching. The children are watching. Everything we say and do now reflects on each other ... and it reflects on Michael. And it teaches ... just what it teaches is our choice.

"I was sick over the notoriety
of the attacks. I don't know if
[television news] played it too
many times, but we went from
fear to hate to anger to vengeance."
~ MJ on 9/11 & What More Can I Give

Can we set aside our differences and together show the world with ONE VOICE that we, MICHAEL'S FANS, are a UNITED FORCE and that we can RISE ABOVE attempts to brings us down, and RISE ABOVE whatever they throw at us? Yes, we can. We are stronger than war, for we are for PEACE. We are stronger than lies, for we are for TRUTH. We are stronger than revenge, for we are for JUSTICE. We are stronger than name-calling, for we are not bullies. We are stronger than hate, for we are for LOVE.

We will stand strong. We will represent. We will not give up. We will support truth, as our prayers sweep away the lies. Our love will support Michael's family, each other and all those who are working for justice. And we will do it in RESPECTFUL SOLIDARITY, with DIGNITY, GRACE and CLASS, just like Michael would. Thank you, namaste, and so much love to ALL of you. Know that you are never alone. "Don't let go of my hand..." ♥ ♥ ♥

More links to other sites joining in the call for unity at http://www.majorloveprayer.org/2011/09/call-for-love-during-murray-trial.html

Dreams of enLIGHTenment

In a dream this morning, after vague moments of zipping through galaxies and stars on beams of light as part of the eternal adventure we are all a part of, Michael had some words for me about enlightenment. He said many people are 'afraid' of words like "enlightenment" and "lightworker" (are they?), thinking of them as cheesy cliches, using them loosely or not realizing the truth in them. They are very literal. When we awaken our souls, we are enLIGHTening our being and thus everything around us. We see the eternal LIGHT that we are, we open doorways for that light, we let the light shine through and brighten our world.

In what felt like a sudden dream epiphany, I understood or was told that the world most of us see and think we live in is like a photograph taken in a darkened room. We believe that all we see in this photo is all that exists in the room. If something's there, we'd see it. After all, it's a photo of the 'real world'. However, when you increase the gamma level on this same photograph, you will begin to see that there is so much more there than you were ever aware of. Things become clearer. Details you didn't see before are made visible, as if a light has been switched on. The new details aren't additions to the photo, but things that were there the whole time. In the dream I saw a photo of beautiful Michael, nothing around him but empty space, but as I enhanced this photo with some kind of super version of Cosmic Photoshop, sparkles and glitter and a whole other scene became visible all around him, as clear as day. And these were all manifestations of love and light, all around us, right now. Love is all around you. You may not see it or the bearers of it, but it is there. Let the light in. EnLIGHTen the world...

My weak example: same pic, before & after basic gamma correction. He was there all along:

Here's another example of this type of thing: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gamma_correction

You Are Light

Physical life has a way of putting each of us put into roles and positions so that we are judged and treated as that instead of who we really are, oftentimes judging and treating ourselves in the same manner. You know, the typical list like "girl", "woman over 40", "mother", "wife", "customer", "patient", "project manager"... you get the idea. But if you strip off those titles and the thousands of associated expectations, what would you actually find, and how deeply would you go? Do you have the faintest inkling who or what you truly are?

Are you a physical being born in the recent past who likes this food and that song and has watched that movie 20 times? Are you the beer commercial jingles in your head, the sitcom jokes and cultural references that you know by heart and use a hundred times a day to relate with others? Are you your place in society, the rules of your society and the morals? Are you not the product of this time, this place, the country in which you were born, the religion and politics you've lived through, the war or peace and the supposed reasons given for each, the celebrations and the condemnations? Are you the basic knowledge you take for granted, like 'green' means go, how to shop at your neighborhood store, what business does what, which holidays are celebrated when and how? Are you the perfect picture of or the depressed shame of your society's expectations that your body should look like this, be this thin, be this tall, wear clothes like this, makeup like this, hair like this? Says who?

Even when we believe ourselves to be a free-thinkers we're still laboring under a constant barrage of physical life, mental life and emotional life as it is in this culture, this time, this place. What would happen if you scraped all of that off the top, from your likes and dislikes, your self-doubt, your judgments, your beliefs about the world, the version of history you were taught, the movies you've seen, the books you've read, the foods you've tasted, the opinions you've formed and the ones you've absorbed from others? It might seem mighty scary to imagine losing these memories (and I pray I never do), for you're losing your whole known identity. However, with this question we're actually going back in time ... for this is YOU before "you" were born. If you existed before ALL of this that currently gives you your identity, who are you? What are you?

I had a dream recently in which someone whispered in my ear, "You are not your body. You are light." I repeated this phrase to myself several times and could feel that I was lifting above this dimensional existence. I was floating upward, out of my body, unashamedly and boldly as my true self. "I am not my body. I am light." Each time I repeated the words I knew it more. I didn't believe it - I knew it. Not in an intellectual way or that way where you just know something down inside but can't make heads or tails of it in the 'real world'. No. I KNEW it. This was the real world! I was experiencing it, in a way that put all the pondering of the past to rest. "I AM NOT MY BODY. I AM LIGHT!" My awareness expanded as I floated upwards to a perspective just outside of the physical, where I could "look down" at our material world and see it glowing with life, each atom emitting its own photons of light, everything alive and shining in every color imaginable. And I could see more. So much more. Eternity beyond. And from this perspective I realized how much the attachment to this plane is... sorry, but downright silly. I am not my body! What the hell was I thinking?! I felt such utter liberation, such freedom, such a feeling that I could come and go at will. I didn't want to 'die', for I knew there were reasons for this existence and tasks to complete, but at the same time it didn't matter so much to me if I just left and never came back, because the true me was alive and expanding and knew so much more, was so much more. I knew that this body is just a temporary thing ... a mere fraction of the totality of me, and a momentary one at that. The physical comes and goes in a cosmic twinkling of an eye. But we are forever.

I am the thinker, the thinking, the thought
I am the seeker, the seeking, the sought
I am the dewdrop, the sunshine, the storm
I am the phenomenon, the field, the form
I am the desert, the ocean, the sky
I am the Primeval Self
In you and I...

(~Michael Jackson / excerpt from 'Are You Listening?')
The amazing photo above belongs to artist Paige Bradley, and is of her sculpture "Expansion". Check out her website to see more of her beautiful work. I hope she wouldn't mind me using it here, but I found it all around the internet and it's so amazing and such a perfect example. Wish I could have this in my garden :)

In Praise of "Captain EO" 25 Years Later

On this date, September 12, 1986, 'Captain EO' opened at Disneyland! Yes, it's kind of cheesy (meant adoringly), and yes, Michael's uniform kind of looks like it's decorated with Jolly Rancher candies, lol, but you know what else? 'Captain EO' is Disney and it's Michael Jackson and it's amazing dancing and excellent music... and it rules. To fully appreciate this date 25 years ago, let's not only marvel at it's amazingness and at how art so wonderfully imitated life's deeper spiritual truths, but let's put it into the context of the times...

Two years earlier Michael Jackson was on top of the game in a way that no one else had ever been. He won a record 8 Grammy Awards, the American Music Awards were basically an MJ tribute show, his name was put into the Guinness Book of World Records at a special ceremony in New York when 'Thriller' became the biggest selling album in history, he received an award at the White House and a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. There was the Victory Tour that summer, Pepsi commercials on TV, you couldn't go anywhere without Michael Jackson. Ubiquitous is an understatement. Heck, I even bought my 'Human Nature' folder (pictured below) in a tiny, itty, bitty grocery store in Kansas that summer. Michael was everywhere. It was a lovely time (for a fan, lol - for others it was total "overexposure" ;)!

Flash forward, though, and it gets quiet in MJ world. There was "We Are the World" and Madame Tussaud's in 1985 and a brief appearance at the 1986 Grammy's, but otherwise it was kind of a lonely time for those of us recovering from the joyous onslaught of 'Thriller' days. It seemed so horribly lonely without the world celebrating Michael's every move. The high point between early '85 and the release of 'Bad' over two years later (two years = eternity when you're a kid ;) was the exciting news about 'Captain EO'! There was a "making of" special on the Disney Channel, a primetime special on network TV in September ... it was so exciting! Ah, beautiful Michael dancing in something we hadn't seen before, beautiful Michael singing two (!!!!) new songs we hadn't heard before! Oh happy-happy, joy-joy!!! I'm not trying to be melodramatic when I say that 'Captain EO' was such a bright spot in my life at the time, even though I had no idea when or if I would ever see it...



We didn't have a VCR back then, so I recorded the "making of" special on audio cassette (roflol) and adored those precious clips of "We Are Here to Change the World", "Another Part of Me" and some of the dialogue (which I memorized so perfectly that my sister swore I sounded exactly like MJ, hehe. "Very beautiful within, your Highness, but without a key to unlock it. And that is my gift to you." :))) And remember that we didn't know if we'd ever get those two songs in their entirety or not, so those poor audio quality clips were like gold! And I spent the next months wishing on the first evening star (a la Disney!) that somehow the universe would see fit to find me a way to Disneyland so that I could soak up every bit of MJ I could get. My family had never taken a vacation like that (we never went anywhere, geesh!), so the chances were virtually nil. Just nil. Until early that next year when a MIRACLE occurred... my dad had received a bonus or something and my parents decided to take us for a real vacation for once in our lives... to California... to Disneyland!!!!!! So yes, blessed miracles occur... I saw 'Captain EO' less than a year from its premiere date, against all odds. And more miracles may have been in store, for guess who else may have been there on my precious day????!!! YES!!!! But that, as they say, is a whole 'nother story! A-hee-hee! ;)

All these years later I think one of the most amazing things about this short film is how closely it represents a deeper spiritual reality. It's not a reality that most of the public can grasp, perhaps, but we know it. We knew it then and we know it now. And Michael knew it, too. We're on a mission in the everlasting light that shines... we are here to change the world... a small group that struggles to bring freedom to the worlds of despair, led by the beautiful Captain EO, ever deeper into love from that first moment of the music... into a love that awakens and transforms, brings out the beauty in all we see, brightens the world with its light, makes us dream, fills us with bliss. A love so major that all these many years later we're sending out a major love (see Major Love Prayer!) every month and really, with every heartbeat, for we are filled with it. "That is my gift to you." Indeed it is. Thank you, Captain ;) We are honored and humbled to be part of your crew. :Salute:! And to help us get into the spirit... "Wooooooooooo!!!!" Love you, Michael.





More info, dates, etc on Captain EO on Wikipedia. Here's the Making of:

Cosmic Drums and the Symphony of Love

"Deep inside I feel that this world we live in is really a big, huge, monumental symphonic orchestra. I believe that in its primordial form all of creation is sound and that it’s not just random sound, that it’s music. You’ve heard the expression, music of the spheres? Well, that’s a very literal phrase… I say: “Life songs of ages, throbbing in my blood, have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood.” This is a very literal statement, because the same new miracle intervals and biological rhythms that sound out the architecture of my DNA also govern the movement of the stars. The same music governs the rhythm of the seasons, the pulse of our heartbeats, the migration of birds, the ebb and flow of ocean tides, the cycles of growth, evolution and dissolution. It’s music, it’s rhythm." ~ Michael Jackson (Ebony magazine, 1992)

I was reminded of this quote (ok, and many others ;) from Michael when I ran across this article on CNN's website today about the literal drumbeats in sound made by the universe. It's fascinating. Cosmic Music from Dying Stars.

"There's no air in space to compress to ring against your ear...But it's important to realize the universe isn't a silent film, because space itself wobbles and rumbles like a drum in response to all of these things unfolding in the cosmos... If space itself is ringing and squeezing and stretching, your eardrums can resonate in response ... you could hear the sound of very dramatic events in the universe,"
~ Janna Levin, physics & astronomy professor at Barnard College

You can also watch 17 minutes of Levin's lecture (including an example of the estimated drum sound of the universe) on TED's website, also embedded below:

"thy voice doth move me so!"

"Song of Love"
Oh, speak, thy voice doth move me so!
Each word that from thy mouth doth flow
Is like an echoing melody,
When thy voice dies upon my ears,
My soul, as does a temple, hears
The calm voice of the deity.
A breath, a word, and then words cease,
It matters not, this perfect peace
Is filled with meaning, and in dream
My soul shall probe it to the core,
Just as the surf upon the shore
Would fathom the secretive stream.
Sounds which upon thy mouth expire,
A moan, a whisper of desire,
Are with my heart in sweet accord:
As, when it passes through a lyre,
The wind's breath, even as a choir,
Becomes a most enchanting chord.


~ an excerpt from the poem "Chant d'amour II" by Alphonse de Lamartine

Victory, Interrupted (How I Missed MJ in 1984)

It's September 7th. [[Serious whine alert!]] On this date in 1984 Michael and his brothers performed before a crowd of tens of thousands of fans at Mile High Stadium in Denver, Colorado, the first of two shows at this stop of the Victory Tour. That was 27 years ago.

And I wasn't there.

No, I was the heartbroken 12-year-old girl sitting at her bedroom window about 70 miles away, facing in the direction of Denver with my walkman, my "Thriller" tape and "The Jacksons Live" (the live album from 1981's Triumph Tour), crying my frickin' head off. Both nights I sat there, this utter longing in my soul to be near Michael, buckets of tears, his music through my headphones having to suffice, but offering little consolation considering the JOY I was missing. Knowing he was there, in my state, in our capitol city, up there on that stage at that moment... oh my God! And I (if I hadn't fainted, lol) could've been there, joyfully pouring out tons (and I mean tons!) of that LOVE energy he often spoke of, back and forth, me to him, he to me (again, assuming I hadn't fainted ;), one in joy, in infinity!

<-- Michael in Denver!!! (supposedly)

"My main love for what I do is the admirers. I love the fans. Like when I’m doing a show and I see the fans out there dancing and screaming, excited, and we’re bringing that joy to them, that’s what I love most. And it’s just the greatest feeling in the world. You’re up there and you’re giving them that energy and that love and they’re just throwing it right back at you. And it’s great. And that’s my main love, the stage and making those admirers happy."
~ Ebony interview 1984

"Being onstage is magic. There's nothing like it. You feel the energy of everybody who's out there. You feel it all over your body..."
~ Rolling Stone interview 1983

But I wasn't there. And I don't think I'll ever quite get over that, not until I'm on the Other Side in Michael's arms! There was no real reason I wasn't there, but my parents: 1) didn't yet understand that this wasn't a phase...they kept assuming I'd wake up one day with my rapid-onset "Michaelmania" cured, and 2) they "couldn't" afford the concert..."no one's worth paying that much", as my mom would say - but I bet she regrets that now.

There had been controversy early on in the tour because it started with a weird, insane ticketing system in which one had to get a special order form out of their local newspaper (no copies allowed!) on the prescribed day, send it in on a tight deadline (as in NOW!) in a specific envelope (yes, even the envelope had to be the right size!) with a USPS money order (only that would do!) for 4 tickets (only 4! no more, no less!), after which you would wait in the desperate hope that out of the hundreds of thousands of ticket requests YOURS would be one of the lucky ones. Meanwhile, you were out $120 (that's probably equivalent to $300 or more nowadays) without even knowing if you'd get tickets or not. I remember hearing that the promoters held on until the last minute too, so you were left waiting for however many weeks, praying to God you'd open your mailbox and find an envelope with tickets, and not just a refund. (Unless you needed that refund to pay rent by this point.) When Michael realized what was up and how it was impacting his fans, he held a press conference to announce that the ticketing system would be changed as soon as possible and that everything he would make from the tour would go to charity. Awww, Mike. So consider that he was up there dancing and singing his heart out show after show and wasn't getting paid (in money). That's commitment. A quickly forgotten fact for most people.

Despite the ticket system upgrade, it was in everyone's minds that the Victory Tour was ridiculously expensive. Although you no longer had to buy tickets in blocks of four, it would still have been $60 (plus parking, transportation, etc) for a parent to take their crying, shaking, frantic pre-teen child infected with ultra-hysteria-inducing and highly-contagious Michaelmania (that's what the press always called it back then ... like loving Michael was a virus, a-hee-hee... one that in later years morphed into the state of "crazy" or "rabid"... note: my eyes are rolling right now). So my parents chose NOT to spend that money. Granted, we weren't rich, but I still believe that for once, for something that was SO UTTERLY IMPORTANT TO ME, they could've done it. And it has always pained me (I gave you the whine warning earlier, so no complaining!) that they didn't. The real sucky part is that scalpers (aka touts) were selling tickets on concert day at face value. Agh! I was 12. What could I do? How could I get there? What could I know? I had no clue. Damn.

I did see one show of the Bad Tour when he returned to Denver four years later (and for that, oh my Lord, I am SO thankful!!!), but I never again had a viable chance due to finances and circumstances and being on the wrong continent. (Except when it was too late. We had great seats to two 'This Is It' shows in 2009. Ouch.)

So here he is on one of those days of joy that never was for me. And wasn't he just AMAZING?! Oh, I love you, Michael. As we said back in '84... you are "FINE!" ;) And so very much more.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OC-7mTx1NiA
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And below is a hilarious story (omg, rofl) by Jamie Foxx about seeing the Victory Tour in Dallas. Start at 1:30 into the vid, and let me warn you... there is some seriously strong language! No kidding. But his story is sooo funny and also impressive. He really gives you the feeling!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zs5f_-UtyGY - "White men that have brought their whole families pass the **** out!" LOL! (But tickets were not $85, lol. They were $30 each ;)

Darren Hayes "Black Out the Sun" - MJ connection

Tonight I was on the couch reading when I heard a voice from the television that sounded like Darren Hayes. I looked up to the screen and... WOW. I felt like I got punched in the stomach, sort of like the first time I saw Claire Maguire's "The Last Dance". Claire wrote "The Last Dance" about Michael, although he's not explicitly mentioned in the song. Once you know, though, it's all quite clear, especially lines like "I will kiss your crown when life takes me down ... (I've got) your love in my heart". Her video contains a few veiled references to Michael, like the restaurant that looks similar to the "One More Chance" set, the bright door of light and dancers performing a couple of MJ poses in silhouette. I only caught the last half of it that very first time, but still, it hit me immediately. Before I saw anything that would make it obvious, the words and the energy said, "This is for Michael".

Screenshots: Michael Jackson's "Earth Song" and Darren Hayes' "Black Out the Sun"

I was struck with this same feeling tonight when I saw "Black Out the Sun", the brand new Darren Hayes video. I admit to only having one of Darren's albums, but I like him and I know he's a MJ fan. I was sitting here watching the video's very striking images and thinking, "Oh my God, is this for Michael?" Now, I don't know if it is or not. Maybe it's just about the ending of a relationship or other loss, but the lyrics and images are intense. The set reminded me right away of "Earth Song", especially when the dirt falls from his hands while he collapses to his knees. The red and black clothing, the dirt, the desolation, the smoke, the red sky with lightning, the dancers in tattered black shrouds, the windblown fabrics and the bright lights all create a very powerful, painful image of loss and mourning.

[NOTE: Since writing this it has come to my attention that the song was "written with Carl Falk in Sweden, and recorded the day Michael Jackson died " - source: Darren Hayes official Facebook page. I would like to know if it was recorded before or after the news and where. It was nearly midnight CET when Europe found out what happened. If they were in the US or Australia, though, the situation was probably different. Oh my God :*( updated Sep 6, 2011]

[Update #2: It was recorded after he got the news, using the emotion of the day while singing. Whoa. I'm stunned that it was felt so much just be hearing it. He mentions Michael in the following video at 1:35 and 4:45 ... ]


What really drove it right through my heart the rest of the way, though, was the lyrics. In the first days after Michael passed, the poem 'Stop All the Clocks' by W.H. Auden ran often through the cracks and shreds of the devastation in my soul:

"The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good."

Similarly, lyrics from the Rolling Stones' "Paint It Black" (one of the most heart-wrenching songs ever, in my opinion - it simply hurts too bad to listen to) also attacked my soul from time to time:

"No colors anymore,
I want them to turn black...
I wanna see the sun
Blotted out from the sky,
I wanna see it painted black"

That's how it felt. Surely the world cannot go on without this angel, this light, this beautiful soul in it. And if it does, oh, let me go with him then. The worst times in my life, as for many of you. I do apologize for dredging this up now (I've also made myself cry), but I did so to point out the similarities with the lyrics from Darren Hayes' song and thus why, when combined with the imagery in the video, I immediately thought it could be for Michael in some way. Here are some of those lyrics:

"No, turn off the sun, take down the moon, For I don't need them anymore, Go, switch off the stars and paint the sky black, Love isn't ever coming back, There's no use in imagining a world without you, Your love was like a drug I was addicted to ... Now all the love's gone and nothing grows here, And I just feel wrong, So black out the sun."

Below is the full video for "Black Out the Sun". Let me know what you think!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gJMNWTioW34

I HEART YOU!

I usually don't share personal meditations (and I don't plan to in the future, really... maybe bits or pieces here or there), but for whatever reason it seemed important this time... to get the message out there that fear only drags down our vibration, while LOVE (real love, love from the soul, love back home in the Light/God/One, love from the "biggest heart in the universe", as someone said of Michael recently...) when known and accepted and given will dispel all fear. Knowing that we are LOVED from the other side, that love is all around us, in us, through us NO MATTER WHAT is a precious gift to have while down here in the mire. But, just like souls currently in the human experience who know that "love needs expression", our loved ones' spirits back home want us to know, need us to know that they really love us, more than we could comprehend! And there is nothing to fear. They won't let us fall. Not really. Just as they are surrounded with God's eternal peace and love and our prayers, they likewise will not withdraw their love, forget us, fail to meet us. Even if we feel abandoned, they're right there, closer than your own eyelashes. The other side isn't a place, but a shift in perception. Think of the space between atoms. That space is inside you right now. Your physical body is made up of atoms and a whole lot of 'empty' space! What's in there? Perhaps it is filled with love. Shift to that perception. Not a place, just a new awareness. We are love and are loved, from all sides, inside and out. We can trust in it. We can have faith. Faith is the key to miracles. And miracles come from LOVE.

Note: This is an at times very paraphrased meditation conversation (so take it or leave it, up to you) that was so much easier to have than to find words to write! Good grief. lol

August 29th: "Ok, item number one (on the to-do/to-show list)..." He reaches into the night air with his finger and writes 'I (heart) you' in glowing golden light into the sky.

Ohhhhh..., so beautiful! Thank you.

"First thing is for you to completely understand that I love you. I truly love you. I want you to really know this, all the way through. This is key, ok? To really go on with all that's possible, this is key. I LOVE YOU."

Thank you! You know you have my heart completely. But Michael... do I really not know that you love me? Hmmm. That can't be. I'm thinking now of the white light dream experience I had... that feeling of total love without question, without any condition, pure love, like that. That's how this feels, like the Light...

"Where do you think I am? (lol)" (Meaning, in the Light, of course! Part of that Light, that Love!)

September 3rd: (Reading NDE accounts on nderf.org). Ohhhh, that feeling. And thinking about love, unconditional love... it's how I've always loved you, Michael ... or the closest one can get to that while on Earth? What did you mean the other day... that I still don't believe all the way through me that you love me? Is there really still some unresolved issue deep inside? Don't I know and accept your love by now?

"Don't you? Do you? Without question?"

Apparently not completely (?), or we wouldn't be having this conversation, right? What are you getting at? Hmmm. I know you love me. I feel that so much. Especially at this moment.

[At this point I realize that I'd just read an NDE experience moments before in which the person saw souls in darkness trying to climb stairs to the Light, but they were seemingly unable to get there and were crying out in vain. The experiencer went to the Light immediately, but didn't know why the others didn't or couldn't. Whenever I hear, read or see stories like this, whether reportedly real or just fiction, it just tears me up inside. I just want to help them so badly. I know you can't save anyone or make anyone do anything they don't want to do, but it's just so awful somehow. While reading this one particular account, some old fear popped up for just a moment: Could that happen to me or someone I love?! Stuck on dark stairs, tripping over others, panicking in anguish because I can't get to that beautiful light of Home? Oh geez. 'If that happened... Michael, would you come get me? Promise me you'd come get me!' Would you come get me, Michael? Please?' And then I immediately felt silly because I'm 99.9% not worried about that at all. Oops, nevermind. Just me whining again.]

"Of course I would come get you. Would you come get me?"

Without a thought. Immediately.

"And why?"

Because I couldn't handle seeing you in pain of any kind. Going through times like that here was bad enough. All I've ever wanted for you is happiness and love, for you to be in ... in ... the Abyss of Bliss? (Lolol, where did that come from? Hehe, cute.) Anyway... yes, I would help you in an instant because I love you, through and through.

"It was very important for you that I KNOW that, too. You've said it so often."

Yes! Oh, all my life I wanted to tell you how much you are loved. How MUCH you are loved! But eventually, as I grew up I realized that telling you would just be words. And people told you that all the time. Would you really understand? Would you be able to feel it, to really know it in your soul? I know you'd said that you knew, but did you realize that it was caring for you personally as a human being, and so deep and so without condition, from so many of us??? In 2009 when I KNEW that YOU KNEW... oh Michael... (crying)... that was the moment I'd longed for for 25 years. Oh, my beloved, thank God ... you KNOW!!!! That was... wonder, joy, fulfillment. Losing you from this world was so horribly painful, the worst thing that ever happened in my life a million times over, but the one ray of light in my darkest night was knowing that you know; without any doubt, any question, clearly seen and felt in the truest way, that YOU (the real you) have always been and still are LOVED, unconditionally, no matter what, forever. I stood before you, my soul laid bare, take it all, I give it all, everything I've ever felt, ever said, ever thought about you. You can have it all, nothing hidden, so you'll know how deeply I love you and how deeply thankful I am to you. With all my faults, here I am. And I love you. So yes, it has always been VERY important to me that you know!

(wordless understanding and acknowledgement)

"So you wouldn't want me to feel insecure about whether you'd come get me or not, right? You'd want me to know that this love for me means that of COURSE you'd come get me, you wouldn't let me fall. And if I had ANY doubt, even a little bit, like if I were asking you if you'd really be there tomorrow? always?... if I said, 'oh, nevermind, you don't owe me anything... I'm just hoping... oh please be there, please be there' ... how would it make you feel?"

Oh, I get it. Although I "know", I'm still just insecure enough (as evidenced by the fears and doubts that pop up from time to time and cause me to whine incessantly, etc ;), so seemingly it hasn't sunk through this consciousness all the way yet? As to how I would feel in your scenario there... Well, I would want to take you into my arms and love you and love you and love you until you knew my heart inside out, until all trace of doubt was erased, until you understood. And I'd give anything to blanket you in that knowledge and feeling completely. Of course I'd come get you. I'd catch you. I'd wait for you. I'd never let you fall. I'd never abandon you.

"And I feel the same for you. I feel the same. See?! :)))"

Ohhhh :*) Yes. But it's much easier when I'm with you. If I go days or weeks in the Vortex of Doubt or Pit of Despair...

"I'm always with you, though! You know that. That's why I want you to understand. LOVE. Love with no questions, no barriers, no doubts, NO FEAR. That's what this is."

So, faith. That was a word we were going over a while back. Faith, trust and pixie dust!

"LOTS of pixie dust ;) Yes, having faith and trust in our love. When we let go of fear, there is nothing but love. You have my unconditional love and I want you to believe this, understand this and KNOW this, just like you always needed me to know. And when all that is truly known, there isn't any need for worries spurred by doubt or fear. Fear..."

...is the path to the Dark Side. (I couldn't help but quote Yoda, sorry ;)

(LOL)

"Fear cannot exist when you KNOW I love you. Please KNOW that I love you."

Oh, I know, Michael. But I see what you mean, what to 'work' on, yes. Like right at this moment, there couldn't be a doubt stuffed away in my pinky toe about this. I feel you. I know you. If my brain has a stupid moment or two again, I'll just look at it as me chiseling away at the many pervasive fears seemingly inherited and locked deep in the human heart... until finally they're gone. Then it's on to ascension, baby! ;)

"Already underway! We'll get there. It's all a process. And I'm with you all the way..."

(Drifting away with no doubt, no fear, only trust, only love.... L-O-V-E)

"If I don't love you this way, why do I say what I say? I'm really loving you, not pretending to..." ~ If I Don't Love You This Way by the Jackson 5 ...

Your Beauty Flows

Your Beauty Flows,
Like ringlets
That tenderly twirl around my heart,
Blossoming vines of Elysium
Entwined in endless spirals,
As my eyes behold the tendrils
That once caressed the face
Of my Beloved,

Your beauty moves,
Like quicksilver,
Luminescent shimmer through my soul,
Mirroring bright the gleam of life,
Mesmerized in magical bliss,
Entranced by the lightning
That once had kissed the feet
Of my Beloved,

Your beauty resounds,
Like carillons,
Resonating joy of heaven's chord,
Sweetly guiding my spirit aloft,
I melt within an angel's voice,
Adored and soothing,
Blessed joy, from the lips
Of my Beloved,

Your beauty exalts,
Like revelation,
Enduring paladin, teacher of love,
Enticing souls to revived memory,
Of mission shared, compassion aware,
Bid me listen to faith and truth,
Sweet gifts from the heart
Of my Beloved,

Your beauty flows,
A river of love,
Unrestrained by time and space,
Conquering illusions of mortality,
Erasing fear, this priceless gift,
Rejoice! Embraced with gratitude,
My love, devotion,
This blessed communion,
Beloved, forevermore.

'Your Beauty Flows' © September 1, 2011 by D.M. - All Rights Reserved