You and I must make a pact

We must bring salvation back

Where there is love

I’ll be there.

I reach out my hand to you

I have faith in all you do

Just call my name

And, I’ll be there.

Michael Jackson

Reaching toward rebirth, spring time offers a kaleidoscope in nature’s creative ability.  Throwing off the heavy garments of winter, all life begins to spread its wings.  Michael’s prophetic words of awareness, awakening and hope take form.  “It’s like stepping into a river and joining the flow.  Every moment in the river has its song.  So, I stay in the moment and listen.” Michael Jackson  Michael was deeply in touch with nature seeing the intricate connections in all things.  His vitality and vulnerability touches us way down deep in our core. Simply put, we feel him.  His intensity of passion for learning, deeply and consciously felt,  fuels our need to know more, see more, do more.  The journey with Michael is often disruptive and disturbing, drawing us even closer. Shy and bold at the same time, Michael’s agenda for a lifetime reminds me of the words from Goethe: “BOLDNESS HAS COURAGE, GENIUS AND MAGIC IN IT.”

And so, we have made a pact to bring salvation back trusting in Michael completely with unconditional love and faith.  He is there and we are calling his name.  Our artistic evolution comes from time taken to really know the man.  We have never been more fascinated before or since.  I guess I am being rather bold here in attempting to speak for others.  I know for certain I am speaking for myself.  And…I am blessed with beautifully written and spoken words, heartfelt and expressed by him and those who loved him.  We are all members of a counter-culture, those who think outside the box and spend little time trying to fit in.

Sometimes, the sharing part of the journey is the most frustrating…not with others who have taken time to learn and discover…but, with those who have not.  No matter how many times I try to put conversational language to chasing the magic, my words fall so very short, leaving the listener either baffled or apathetic.  Later, reflecting on my inabilities, I feel I have let Michael down once again.  It is easier for me to write about this intense passion than to talk about it…not because I can’t articulate the facts, but because I try to squeeze in way too much, leaving the listener on overload.  A Dear Kindred Spirit, Sue, described herself as a STEADFAST ADMIRER.  I love that!  She said, “MICHAEL COMES EVERYWHERE  WITH ME.  HE IS NEVER OUT OF MY MIND AND CERTAINLY RESIDES IN MY HEART.  MICHAEL’S INFLUENCE ON MY LIFE IS HUGE AND ONGOING…MAY IT ALWAYS BE SO.”

“When I met Michael, he came and said, ‘I cannot wait.  I wanted to meet you.’  Then he embraced me.  Nobody can understand what this man transmits, angelic, generosity, a high spirit.  An authentic artist, I studied him carefully.  In my life I saw many artists, but Michael is like no one.  It was energy,  a master beside him, and the world seemed more serene.  Every gesture of Michael’s had a profound reason.  He didn’t need words to convey a message.”

Irina Brecher Hamilton  THIS IS IT

“The only thing that matters in life is having someone who understands you, who trusts you and who will be with you no matter what.”

Michael Jackson

“When children listen to music, they don’t just listen, they melt into the melody and flow with the rhythm.  Something inside starts to unfold its wings and soon the child and the music are one.”

Michael Jackson

Our admiration, our unconditional love, our respect and our loyalty all lie in understanding a man whose life gives us a blueprint for living.  Mistakes are important for they are how we learn…that is a life lesson we are all painfully aware of…however, with two lives…the one we learn with, and one we live with after…Michael shows us a purity of spirit which defines a life well-lived.   Devoting his life to children, both healing them and giving them a voice, Michael not only put action to word…he personified a child’s heart.  DANCING THE DREAM  is an owner’s manual for living.  Found on the pages of that book is everything needed  for the human experience.

WHEN BABIES SMILE

WHEN DREAMERS DREAM AND KISS THEIR LOVER

AND RAINBOWS WEAVE AND SPLASH THEIR COLOR

THOSE ARE MOMENTS SO GLORIOUSLY ALIVE

WE TAKE THE PLUNGE, TAKE THE DIVE

INTO THE ABYSS

WE ARE SUSPENDED AWHILE

THOSE ARE THE MOMENTS WHEN BABIES SMILE.

THOSE ARE MOMENTS WHEN FATE IS UNSEALED

NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE AND WE ARE HEALED

WE CAN SOAR, WE CAN FLY

WALK ON FIRE, NAVIGATE THE SKY

IN THE LIGHT OF A GLITTERING STAR

THERE’S NO DISTANCE, NOTHING IS FAR

THOSE ARE MOMENTS OF INNOCENT GUILE

IN THE GLOW

WE ARE SUSPENDED AWHILE

THOSE ARE MOMENTS WHEN BABIES SMILE.

THOSE ARE MOMENTS WHEN THE HEART IS TENDER

WHEN SEASCAPES GLEAM IN MAGNIFICENT SPLENDOR

WHEN THE LAUGHTER OF HEAVEN REVERBERATES THE EARTH

IN A TIMELESS ETERNITY IN THE ANGELS’ FRATERNITY WE ROMP AND ROLL

THE PLAYGROUND OF OUR SOUL

IN THE TWILIGHT

WE ARE SUSPENDED AWHILE

THOSE ARE MOMENTS WHEN BABIES SMILE.

THOSE  ARE MOMENTS WE’RE ONE WITH GOD

ALL IS WELL, NOTHING IS ODD

IN SILENT REFLECTION

WE FEEL OUR PERFECTION

WE ARE THE SOURCE, WE ARE THE CRUCIBLE

THERE IS NO SIN, THERE IS NO SINNER

WE CAN ONLY WIN, WE HAVE FELT THE GLIMMER

IN THE BLISS

WE’RE FLOATING AWHILE

THOSE ARE MOMENTS WHEN BABIES SMILE.

KINGDOMS TOPPLE, LOSE THEIR CLASS

CIVILIZATIONS CRUMBLE, AGES PASS

TURBULENT TEMPESTS RAVAGE THE SEAS

VIOLENT KILLINGS, DESPITE OUR PLEAS

BUT DEWDROPS SPARKLE WHEN CHILDREN PLAY

TYRANTS CRY, THERE’S NOTHING TO SLAY

FAIRIES DANCE AND GOBLINS SING

ALL ARE CROWNED, ALL ARE KING

IN THE GARDEN

WE FROLIC AWHILE

THOSE ARE MOMENTS WHEN BABIES SMILE.

Michael Jackson

We have the gift of traveling in the light with Michael, spreading our wings and seeing the ripple effect of millions of voices finding faith in the winds.  “Where there is love, I’ll be there.”  I love you, Michael.

Jude

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