Sunday, May 30, 2010

by Michael Jackson

It's strange that God doesn't mind expressing Himself/Herself in all the religions of the world, while people still cling to the notion that their way is the only right way. Whatever you try to say about God, someone will take offense, even if you say everyone's love of God is right for them. For me the form God takes is not the most important thing. What's most important is the essence. My songs and dances are outlines for Him to come in and fill. I hold out the form. She puts in the sweetness.

I've looked up at the night sky and beheld the stars so intimately close, it was as if my grandmother had made them for me. "How rich, how sumptuous," I thought. In that moment I saw God in His creation. I could as easily have seen Her in the beauty of a rainbow, the grace of a deer bounding through a meadow, the truth of a father's kiss. But for me the sweetest contact with God has no form. I close my eyes, look within, and enter a deep soft silence. The infinity of God's creation embraces me. We are one.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

11 months since MJ died

Today is the 11th month of MJ's passing. My how time flies. I still can't believe he is no longer living. Sometimes I forget, especially when I’m looking at his artistry and his finesse on stage while looking at a live performance or a video. And then when it's over, that’s when the moment hits me and I realize he is gone... and all I have are memories. I feel so helpless cause all I can do is hit Play Selection again and again and again. I'll never get to see him do another live interview. I remember him telling Geraldo, “I have rhinosaurus skin.” But he didn’t. I'll never get to see him go up on stage and accept another award-- he loved awards! Did u see how he smiled when he got an award? I love his smile; I love when he was happy. I'll never get to see him perform my favorite song, Give Into Me live, not that he would of performed THAT song, but a girl can hope. The truth of the matter is, I would have taken a live performance of any song. My hair stylist and I were talking about the London shows in April 2009 and I told her, "If he comes to the US, I'm there." But I'll be damn, two months later he was dead. That's when the bottom fell out… the bottom of my heart. How could this be? Michael Jackson had always been a part of my life, from the time as a little child, I watched him perform on Soul Train, thru college until now. I've always felt a kinship to him and now what do I do? His death left a hole in my heart and I wondered how I would repair this hole. Talking about it, writing about it, yeah that’s it. So I joined forums, commented on articles and typed on blogs. So now I’m here and it's month 11. The hole has healed a little but I’ve concluded that the wound will never fully close. No type of surgery, no patch, no substitute... nothing will do. This hole in my heart for Michael will probably always be there. I know that leaves me open for infection with bouts of tears and sadness when I think about him but that’s OK. I will always love Michael Jackson. We are joined souls in some kind of way and I will be forever grateful for the things he’s shown me and told me.

Michael, I will love u and miss u forever.

Monday, May 24, 2010

Oil soaks coastal marshes, birds as spill grows

This Gulf Oil spill is very distressing. I can't help but wonder how this will all end. Aren't we suppose to be good stewards of this earth. Did God not give us this assignment? A friend just directed me toward a line in a Marvin Gaye song, Mercy Me: "Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas..." Wow. It definately can't hurt to listen to a little Marvin Gaye.

Mercy Me
by Marvin Gaye

Woo ah, mercy mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Where did all the blue skies go?
Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east
Woo mercy, mercy me, mercy father
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas, fish full of mercury
Ah oh mercy, mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Radiation under ground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying
Oh mercy, mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land
How much more abuse from man can she stand?
Oh, na na...
My sweet Lord... No
My Lord... My sweet Lord

Love that song. Hate this oil spill! Mercy me...

Friday, May 21, 2010

"Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions." Dalai Lama

The Dalai Lama said this on the Today show yesterday, at least I think he said it then. I know he did talk about happiness on there. He always has such words of wisdom. We DO make our own sadness in this life. Then we want to blame others for our unhappiness. You have the power to change your situation and your general outlook on life! BUT... You got to believe that for it to work!

Friday, May 14, 2010

MJ the true Little Prince.

Remember that part in Moonwalker with the shooting star? Remember he looked at the shooting star and turned into the first transformer? He was a live action Transformer before Optimus Prime! Michael was one bad ass car!

So our Michael is really riding among the stars right now... catching a ride upon the asteroids... going from planet to planet... experiencing the joys of heaven.

Brooke gave a beautiful speech at Michael's memorial and I captured this passage from it:

"He was often referred to as the King but the Michael I knew always reminded me more of The Little Prince.

Thinking of him now, I’d like to share a passage from the book:

What moves me so deeply about this sleeping little prince is his loyalty to a flower--the image of a rose shining within him like a flame within a lamp, even when he's asleep... And I realized he was even more fragile than I thought. Lamps must be protected. A gust of wind can blow them out."

Our little prince... our little lamp... he wasn't protected was he? A gust of wind did blow him out.

Brooke continues...

"Michael’s sensitivity was even more extraordinary than his talent. And his true truth resided in his heart. As The Little Prince also said… Eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart. What’s most important is invisible. Michael saw everything with his heart."

How true Brooke, how true.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Lena Horne, if you believe.mp4

Dear Lena, rest in peace.

Lena Horne, what can I say about her?

I LOVE her! She was such a classy beautiful woman. I just love that she refused to pass as a white woman or play a maid in a movie. Those two things would of been so easy for her to do. She didn't take the easy road. And boy can she sing! Singing... acting... dancing... YES, she was a triple threat! Her death is a very sad occasion indeed however she did live to 92. I never am as sad when a person lives that long. They have lived such a full life. Two or even three lifetimes. It's such a blessing to have such a long life. And look at all the accomplishments we can look over that this marvelous woman did. I just love her.

RIP Lena!

As you know, I'm a big fan of Michael Jackson. What if MJ met Lena at the gate and welcomed her to her next assignment! They are probably entertaining the heavenly hosts together. What a concert!

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the wide world over.
~George Cooper