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

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

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

Happy Birthday, Michael, my beautiful Love!

I love you so much, Michael!

Reblogging this post from MajorLovePrayer.org:
One in Service, Celebrating Michael / Happy Birthday, Michael!

The Lotus in Michael's Hand

"The honey in the flower or lotus does not crave for bees; they do not plead with the bees to come. Since they have tasted the sweetness, they themselves search for the flowers and rush in. They come because of the attachment between themselves and sweetness." ~ Sri Sathya Sai Baba

"O God, my mind is fascinated with Thy lotus feet as the bumble-bee with the flower; night and day I thirst for them." ~ Guru Nanak

When the background picture for this blog was chosen, it was basically on a whim because I had no specific plans for what it all should look like. The chosen pic turned out to set up the entire color scheme and simply felt right. To me this particular photoshop represents Michael being shone down upon from the heavens (the shining light) as he channels this energy through his being (as he often talked about himself - of being merely the messenger, the means to deliver what was already created above) and it concentrates into the gift within his hand, the gift he is extending to us and to all who are willing to reach for it and accept it. (In this sense it is not just Michael per se, but all who play the role of guide.) What is that gift? Certainly not something easily defined. Aren't we all still grappling with these questions? It's something universal and yet very personal. The lotus itself to me represented the feeling of cosmic awakening, the invitation to look beyond and yet to go within where we are one, something sacred and existing of love, held out for the seeker, brought to us from God/Higher Selves by a special teacher who has opened our hearts. It's a very spiritual symbol, after all. Here's some more information below about lotus symbolism. Thought it all rather fitting:

• The holiest of flowers for Hindus, the beautiful lotus is symbolic of the true soul of an individual. It represents the being, which lives in turbid waters yet rises up and blossoms to the point of enlightenment. Mythologically speaking, lotus is also a symbol of creation, since Brahma, the creator came forth from the lotus that blooms from the navel of Vishnu. (1)

• Pink Lotus: This the supreme lotus, generally reserved for the highest deity. Thus naturally it is associated with the Great Buddha himself. ..."In esoteric Buddhism, the heart of the beings is like an unopened lotus: when the virtues of the Buddha develop therein, the lotus blossoms; that is why the Buddha sits on a lotus bloom." (2)

• Because they emerge from slime and corruption, then grow up through the purifying water to emerge into the sunlight, they are seen as metaphors for the development of the individual being towards enlightenment. That is, the flower stands for renunciation of the entanglements of samsara, and for the pure aspiration that is the desire for enlightenment for the sake of others. ... The "lotus" depicted in tomb paintings of ancient Egypt ...is also known as the "lily of the Nile." It is not a true lotus, but a blue water lily Nymphaea caerulea.(3)

• The lotus is the pre-eminent symbol in the non dual traditions. In Hinduism it is associated with the creation mythology featuring the gods Vishnu, Brahma, and Lakshmi as well as most other dieties. In Buddism, the Buddha and various dieties are portrayed seated on and/or holding lotuses. In Egyptian mythology the term has been misapplied to the water lily by translators of their hieroglyphics and in references to its motif in art and architecture.(4)

• It embodies the Buddhist ideas of transcendence, purity, and non-duality. In point, the lotus is the symbol of the absolute, sustaining the phenomenal world. ... In Tibetan Buddhist art, it is very common for images of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and other prominent figures to be depicted as resting upon an open Lotus flower. ... The Lotus also acts as a metaphoric guide to those who are engaged in ...the direction of realizing complete, unchastened enlightenment. ... The flower gracefully accepts the pool that it is placed in and shines beautifully in negation of circumstance. (5)

• Hindus revere it with the gods Vishnu, Brahma and to a lesser degree Kubera, and the goddesses Lakshmi and Sarasvati . Often used as an example of divine beauty and purity, Vishnu is often described as the 'Lotus-Eyed One'. ...Its unfolding petals suggest the expansion of the soul. The growth of its pure beauty from the mud of its origin holds a benign spiritual promise. ... The lotus in both Egypt and India symbolizes the union of the four elements; earth, air, fire, and water.... The growth of a new flower directly from the earth-bound original may be interpreted as a symbol of transcendence: a spiritual emergence of a higher world directly from our physical manifestation.(6)

"You are the wildflower in bloom, You are the Life-throb That pulsates, dances, From a speck of dust To the most distant star, And you and I Were never separate, It's just an illusion Wrought by the magical lens of Perception."
~ Michael Jackson ('Heaven is Here' / Dancing the Dream)

"Savior" - a poem with a story

All the dark moments that tore at my heart,
The days I thought there could be no start
Again for a life that's too much to take,
In a young mind, this moment puts all at stake,
When friends turned away and failed to give
What little would offer some hope to live,
And over the years in love's fighting trench,
How much could there be for the soul to wrench?
Then why soldier on with absurd fortitude,
What for is the hope to stay out of this mood?
But I always thought I would see you again,
And - to know what is coming next and when!
What tune will reach to my soul with such ease
That just living that moment's enough to please?
And where would your destiny take you still,
I could not leave it solely to their worldly will,
Would fate see it fit to cross our paths once more,
Or forever from afar would I still you adore?
It may sound naive or from hope springing hope,
But never could I leave you alone to cope,
For you saved me in ways I could never explain,
And if one wish of mine could just once do the same,
If my love had reached you for a moment of bliss,
For that one hope alone I could not bear to miss,
Still longing for a glimpse of that sparkle of white,
Cast out to the darkness, the sweetest of light,
And together, yet far, so I promised to stay,
To not miss my savior for one blessed day.
~ 'Savior' © April 3, 2010 by D.M.

The poem 'Savior' was written in the spring of 2010, but its story begins back in 1986 and flows through many years. It starts in the midst of an issue that's recently received a lot of attention: bullying in our schools and the suicides that so tragically occur as a result. Kids can get bullied for many reasons and it can start at nearly any time. Situations can change, from moving to a new school to falling out with a group. Unforseen events can occur, as I know well. And when you're a young teen, you may as well be world famous when they do. What I mean by that is there is no escape. You feel like the whole world is out to get you and you can't get away. You have to go to school. You are forced to surround yourself with the very people who are making your life a living hell, and unless you're in a situation with a lot of support (rare, because often you don't even want to tell your family what's going on), you feel very alone. You feel like no one would truly understand, especially the adults who either ignore your torment or try to tell you to just be tough. And coming from the inexperienced perspective of a child or teen, that torment feels like it will go on forever. You feel it will never end. Well, it will and it does. Nothing lasts forever (for good and for bad). Many bullied kids go on to amazing careers, they get married, raise families, they have a life and are loved. We need to get that message through to them. What goes on in stupid (and trust me, it's stupid) junior high or middle school is NOT your whole life. It is one passing moment, painful as it may be, but it WILL pass. Please don't ever give up and don't let others tell you who you are. Don't give them that power over your mind and heart. When you grow up, being different or not fitting in now will most likely turn out to be a strength and an asset then. It might sound crazy, but it's the truth. (See the first comment below for links to support. As Michael sang, "You are not alone.")

So, when I was 14 I found myself accused of something I didn't do... of being a "snitch" and getting a group of "friends" in major trouble. I had never said a word, not one measly word, but that didn't matter. I guess it was because I was the newer addition to group and therefore less popular, easier to blame. We ended up with windows broken out of our house, there were threats of bodily harm and worse, nasty things written about me on lockers and walls. I was screamed at from cars, chased, etc. Even later when I was able to switch schools, the label followed me initially. And the tall tales grew crazier by the minute. Half the kids in the area believed that it had been "confirmed" by school officials that I was the "narc" and that it was because of me that several people on probation were tossed back into jail, juvey hall and/or were expelled. And it was all a lie! I spent a good year or so unable to leave the house alone for fear I'd get my jaw broken or be stabbed or something. To top it off, my best friend knew the truth, but never stood up for me. I didn't get along so well with my parents, so to my mind I had no one.

As I said, a teenager doesn't deal with this in the way an adult might. You're not yet equipped emotionally or experientially and days feels like weeks. When you're in the thick of it, it is all quite literally, deadly serious. The worst thing in the world in junior high is to have no friends and get hatred hollered at you everywhere you go. (Well, that may be one of the worst things to anyone, actually.) When you add the feeling of your life being under threat, it's on yet another level.

One night I was on the bed crying and decided that's it, I'm obviously not cut out for this world. It's a shame to throw in the towel so young, but I can't take the meanness and betrayal. If this is what life is going to be like, then forget it. I had to find a way to do away with myself... but how?

As I was pondering the 'how', my mind made up as to the course of action, a little voice somewhere inside reminded me of Michael Jackson. What a regretful thing that I would never get the chance to meet him or even be here to find out what his next album sounded like. He'd never know how I love him. And I would miss him, yes, for sure. And oh my, I hadn't even listened to Michael for what seemed like ages! My friends were big heavy metal fans and to fit in I'd been giving myself a steady dose of it, even adding a couple of creepy black light posters to my bedroom walls. I didn't even like the stupid things. What was I thinking? I got up in a daze and found my Thriller tape. I put my headphones on and pushed 'play'.

The glorious sounds of Wanna Be Startin' Somethin' filled my ears and that feeling of Michael that I always got deep in my soul began to bubble up. Oh, how I needed him suddenly! Oh, how I had missed his precious voice singing to my heart like this! I cried so hard then, aching to be his friend somehow, to be in his arms, for some comfort from somewhere in this darkness. And Michael was who I'd turned to. But still, I just felt sadness knowing I would be leaving this world soon, leaving him behind. And then came the line, written by him, sung by him, piercing right into my soul:

"Lift your head up high & scream out to the world, 'I know I am someone!' and let the truth unfurl! No one can hurt you now, because you know it's true! Yes, I believe in me, so you believe in you!"

I don't know what happened at that moment, but a change came over me. With tears streaming down my face, I thought, "You're right, Michael. I know. You're right. I'm sorry I'm so weak. I'll try. For you, I'll be stronger. And I really do not want to leave you."

I opened my eyes and looked around. Through tear-streaked vision, Michael's beautiful eyes looked back at me from pictures and posters throughout the room, and in the midst of this light I saw what didn't belong. To heck with my wanna-be friends and their music and their worldview. That's not who I really am. (Ok, I do like some metal, I admit, but never enough to want an Iron Maiden poster in my bedroom ;) In the next days or weeks those things came down and more Michael went up. His wavelength was what I felt inside and he was who I wanted to surround myself with. I vowed to never almost forget my beloved like that again. And so, thanks to Michael Jackson, I didn't try to kill myself at 14. I soldiered through, and was even blessed with being able to see him on the Bad Tour just two years later. And yes, eventually the whole 'narc' episode faded away as we moved on into high school and I made a great many new friends, a couple of which I'm still in contact with twenty years later. (So again ... it does get better.)

And I have to admit something. Through all the years, life has often not been easy. It rarely is. There's been joy, friendship, hope, laughter and love, but also job stress, financial problems, heartbreak, sadness and serious illness. There have been dark times when I wanted to give in to defeat and just end the whole miserable thing (not like one really could, since we go, but you know what I mean). I think we all feel like this sometimes, don't we? I realized something years ago, though: Whenever my mind would succumb to those thoughts, Michael was always just a step ahead. It might sound crazy, but the thought of leaving this Earth while Michael was still here was just unthinkable, and my mind would inevitably turn to thoughts of him, to the Wanna Be Startin' Somethin' episode years ago and how he had essentially saved me. And I didn't want to let him down. I wanted to be wherever he was and I didn't want to miss a thing! And I wanted to be here if he needed me. I owed it to him somehow to stay. Of course, Michael wasn't the only reason for not giving up (!), but he was always part of it. And he still is.

Thank you, Michael. I love you so much. For always and ever.

"This has cosmic significance!"

I've decided today to post this dream I had over a year ago, back on April 28, 2010 in case some of you friendy types hadn't read it before :) I made the pic below back at the time, in an attempt to give an impression of what it was like. I've had other experiences with 'the Light', but none that visually involved Michael in this fashion. (Click pic for larger version.)

April 28, 2010, as originally written that day - "I woke up after sleeping for a couple of hours and was having an AMAZING dream of Michael. It involved the whole sky somehow, but like everything was inside a giant picture frame. What I can remember was there was a massively bright, brilliant white light shining out, like pure white light being refracted through diamonds, yet not being split into colors (just stayed white). Standing in front of this light source was Michael. He was glowing with light, in the light. On both sides and all around him were huge crowds; fans, friends, whomever. All these people were standing beside him in this overwhelming light that streamed out love. And I was part of it all. I was part of this amazing scene that was like some glorious living painting. And I could FEEL it. I woke up during this part and I could still 'see' this scene in my mind and I could still FEEL it. OMG! I mean I was already awake and I could still see and feel it! It was this amazing powerful feeling of connection and oneness with Michael, with all of the others, with everything. We were all ONE. It was such an intense feeling, totally real and just transcendent. I thought as I woke up, 'This has COSMIC significance! I cannot forget!' The 'cosmic' comment had to do with the light and with the fact that Michael was in front of it, glowing. It was like seeing some religious painting or something, honestly, but being IN it at the same time! It was just... WOW. And I lay there awake then, no longer seeing this image, but FEELING it still for probably two more minutes or so. FEELING the light while awake! Whoa. I thought about all of you [friends on a forum], because I knew you were also part of the connection." -- This picture is made to represent it, although, as you can figure, it cannot possibly come minutely close to the brilliance of the 'dream'."
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It may sound silly, but at the time I was so focused on the implications of it being Michael standing there in the center of this white light that I didn't realize the obvious similarity to Near Death Experiences, of going Home, of being with God in the Light. It wasn't until a few months later when I heard an excerpt of an NDE from Pim van Lommel's book "Consciousness Beyond Life" read on the radio program Coast to Coast AM that it finally clicked. It took the words "sitting in the middle of a light bulb" and "I knew that I was somehow, in some way connected to them" before it became clear (see vid):