Change Me, Michael: The 'Heal the World' Epiphany

Maybe I'm weird (ok, that's a given), but when I was younger, like teens into twenties, I read a lot of spiritually-oriented books and yearned for the one mystical spiritual teacher to appear. You know, some guru figure who knew the answer, whom I could trust and love and feel comfortable with and actually listen to. See, that was the main problem... I've always been far too independent to surrender to guidance, so the yearning was somehow a moot point. No matter what anyone would say, no matter what was written in a book, I would always reply with, "Yeah, but says who? How do I know that's really the truth?" There is value in most anything, and wonderful pearls of wisdom hidden all around us, but it wasn't until I was much older that my Teacher finally appeared ... and I realized then that he'd been with me my whole life...

This is one part of the story: 

The 'Heal the World' Epiphany of 1992

As a child I decided I wanted to be a minister when I grew up. I never explained to anyone why. I couldn't have articulated it if I'd tried. There were experiences, deep experiences, with Christ and the Light in which I understood something about forgiveness and love. I believed that if only the world could know what I knew, we'd all stop killing and torturing each other. I thought that someday I would understand how to share that with others, but for the time being, junior high loomed large on the horizon. Yikes. Having fought like crazy to be 'tough' and 'strong' and never to let anyone see me cry, heck if I was going to show anything 'soft' or 'compassionate' as a teenager. It all sort of lay on the back burner, simmering quietly, nearly forgotten, evaporating as the harsh world closed in all around me. What had I been thinking, really?!

One day in what I believe must've been late 1991/ early 1992, when I was in my early 20's, I was driving to work and got stopped at a light. I remember this all distinctly. Well, I remember everything except what music was playing, and there was always music playing in my car. Given what happened next, one can assume it was the 'Dangerous' album!

As I sat there in my car, I found myself looking out at all the people sitting behind the wheel. I was on a hill, so I could see many cars off into the distance, all with people... with souls... with beautiful shining souls who don't realize they are made of love! Oh my God, I thought, I love them! I love them all! This wave of love poured out of me. I honestly cared for each and every one of them. I saw their humanity and their spirit and I knew they struggled like me to live in this world of materialistic views, ego, violence and pain. I could feel the connection of us all, all one, all part of God, all precious. It was the whole world and I was realizing with my soul that I truly loved all these people that just five minutes ago were pissing me off because they were driving too slow, lol! It all melted away for this astounding moment that my heart had opened to the world. Wowwwwwwwww....

And I was HORRIFIED!!!!

This wasn't me! What in all heck was going on???! Yes, all this love, love, mushy love stuff was all great and fine for other people, but it was NOT me! I had fought long and hard to keep those walls up, and I thought I'd succeeded quite well. Whatever was going on was truly CONFUSING. It felt like I'd just gone crazy and channeled a hippie, lol. You have no idea. This wasn't some epiphany brought about by pain or catastrophe. This was just a normal day. And although I realized that I "should" feel this to be a good person, I didn't WANT to feel this! It was so much easier to NOT care and to just play along with general apathy! It was so much easier to push away the tears, to turn away from all the suffering masses and not to be vulnerable enough to FEEL. It was like finally having learned how to get along in the world and having the world pulled out from under your feet... whooosh! Start over! And start over with all that cheesy, corny, gooey stuff you cringe at: Love, holding hands, "Cumbayá" and all else that was just somehow uncool.

"That's it!", I said outloud to myself, "I've been listening to Heal the World too many damn times!!!!!"

Yes, it must've been playing, because I think I reached for the buttons on my car stereo, lol. I quickly regained my equilibrium as the light turned green, but I can tell you that I was never truly the same again. Nope. Never. It was an opening of the heart chakra. Oh sure, I fought against it for years, and even now I sometimes struggle to get "I love you" out of my mouth, but once that tiny beam of light penetrates the false darkness we try to protect our tender selves with, the hard outer shell is doomed. It cannot and will not last. You can fight it all you want, but eventually that light will grow. Resistance is futile. It may wear down over the years, or it may take a tragedy to burst the dam, but the TRUTH indeed runs marathons. And the TRUTH is found in the one word that my dear Teacher, my Guru, my beautiful Michael gave me over and over again: LOVE.

Yes, cheesy, corny, mushy, gooey, but all too real and deep and true and sometimes painful... LOVE. You hear it a million times. A million times it can go in one ear and out the other, but someday the RIGHT person will say it (or sing it?) and it will stick. You won't get it out of you, because it IS you. And what a revelation to realize that this person has been saying it to you your whole silly life. Duhhhhh. Who was that mystical teacher who'd appear when the student was ready? When was I ready? When he first spoke that word to me? Or when I finally saw him for the utter and complete sculptor of my soul that he is? Or maybe it began eons ago, heck. I just know that the one I searched for was right before my eyes, as close as my own heart, and infused into my DNA where he worked his magic from within. And I love him. Oh, I love him. Forever and a day.

Thank you for 'Heal the World', Michael. I ADORE it! In 2009 someone asked which MJ song I'd bring along to a desert island if I could only choose one. And I chose this one. God bless you.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AmDwb3u7QzU

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?]

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

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

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 :)

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 ...

Like honey, all sweet!

"You're all like honey. There are hundreds to thousands of varieties possible, all different, all unique. It depends on which type of bees make the honey, where they live, the endless combinations of flowers from which they've gathered their nectar... even the time of year. All are unique, like no other... but ALL SWEET!"
~ a whisper to the soul, August 10, 2011

Since the previous post had two quotes mentioning bees and sweetness, I thought this was perfectly appropriate as the next! Quotes are repeated below, in case you missed them :) And here's some info about honey that I found online: "Honey is made by bees in one of the world’s most efficient facilities, the beehive. The 60,000 or so bees in a beehive may collectively travel as much as 55,000 miles and visit more than two million flowers to gather enough nectar to make just a pound of honey! The color and flavor of honey differ depending on the bees’ nectar source (the blossoms). In fact, there are more than 300 unique kinds of honey in the United States, originating from such diverse floral sources as Clover, Eucalyptus and Orange Blossoms." - source: honey.com

"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

Godlike Love & What You Need

♥ To love in a Godlike fashion is to love with all of our faults, doubts and "ugly" parts, not despite these things. Divinity sees all, loves all.

♥ Don't compare yourself to others. Live your own spiritual experience without worrying if others are "getting more" than you. What you have is right for you, meaningful to you, what you need where you are right now. You can't get any "more" than that!


~ some musings via gentle whispers of the soul...

Open Your Heart

Empty your hearts of any fear,
I am with you, I am here,
I knew you all before time began,
In primordial stars together we swam,
Never separate, never apart,
I feel your love, I know your heart,
I know your grief, your doubts
and frustration,
I feel your joy, as I'm
drenched by elation,
Magnified to infinity,
You've given me bliss in eternity,
Never feel alone, my dears,
Open your heart and drop your fears,
Let me pour this love into you,
Fill your soul and merge from two,
To make you smile, to make you feel
You're mine, each one. Yes, this is real.

~ June 14, 2011 ♥