Installment 115

February 10, 2019

As the date of the broadcast of the so-called “documentary” on HBO nears and it appears that all attempts by Michael Jackson’s Estate to appeal to reason and journalistic ethics have failed, I am fully aware that we all feel defenseless and helpless against the powers ranged against us. I am reminded again of how we all felt in 1993, as allegations against our Beloved Michael swirled around us, plunging our hearts into months of devastation. I am reminded of how these feelings of hopelessness and helplessness were repeated in 2003-2005, when our beautiful Avatar was arrested and tried and, may I add, acquitted of any wrongdoing. And I am reminded of how, after his transition, we all quaked at the approach of the trial of Conrad Murray. We feared for our Angel’s reputation, we feared for his elderly mother, we feared for his young children, and we feared the revelations that would be made during the trial. Mixed with those fears were feelings of vengeance and anger and defenselessness against the onslaught of negativity.

Once again, we who love Michael are angry and we are harboring thoughts of vengeance, hatred, and despair. Those fears that we felt in 2011 are being played out in our current situation once again. To me, the period of preparation for the trial of Conrad Murray holds special similarity to the situation we are living through now.

At that time, many of us were meditating and visualizing on a daily basis. We were sweeping away the negativity within our own hearts and praying for the outcome which would result in the greatest good for the world instead of focusing on our own judgments of right and wrong and harboring thoughts of vengeance and our individual concepts of justice. As a result, we healed our own conflicted feelings and we weathered the storm with much more equanimity.

By substituting this current crisis in the place of the past and changing the names of those involved, the following passage from Installment #20, March 19 – March 26, 2011 [Volume 1, pp 198-209] feels particularly relevant:

Now, you asked earlier in this conversation, “What do I suggest?”

Well, just for argument sake, what would happen if, instead of stress chemicals and a tightening in your chest and hateful words running through your mind when you see or hear his name … you offered a prayer of thanksgiving to our Heavenly Father for being present in that courtroom and overseeing His Plan’s accomplishment? Would the same harmful chemicals be released in your own organism? Would anger and vengeance feed upon itself like a dog chasing its own tail in the larger organism of which we are all a part?

I am not asking you to bless Dr. Murray (although it wouldn’t be a bad idea; a prayer that his heart would be broken open to admit the Spirit of Truth would not be wrong, but it is not for the faint of heart.) I know that is asking a lot, though. Inviting God into the flawed legal system to straighten out some of the inevitable kinks can only benefit that system and all concerned. Would your human body have the same reaction? Which of the two reactions is more beneficial … more healing … for you … and for our world?

I understand that this more peaceful solution would take some practice, which is why we are discussing it now … and not next month. I know that, at first, anger will still be the first, “knee-jerk” response … but, if you begin to practice the more peaceful and healing prayer now, eventually it will become an automatic response. By the time the trial arrives, you will have become expert at it. And you will be consciously supporting a healing solution for everyone involved.

One thing is for sure … the mindful solution would advance you on your path toward ‘higher consciousness,’ which is the path you have repeatedly chosen to take in the past … where the anger and resentment are detours on that route that will land you right back where you started from.

The unseen advantage to this practice is that it extends to every situation and every stimulus that pushes your buttons … it is a universally-redeemable blank check to ease your troubled, conflicted spirit whenever you are being overcome by confusing emotions. So, once you have healed your feelings regarding Dr. Conrad Murray, you can begin to heal all those other annoying resentments that get under your skin and turn you away from the ‘expanded consciousness’ we are aiming toward.

As a result of his suggestion, many of us learned to visualize a healing solution. We swept away our own judgments and gave up our attachment to what we considered to be the “right” outcome.

In Installment #21, March 26 through April 2, 2011 [Volume 1, pp. 210-219], we refined our practice by visualizing “sweeping” away all the negativity in the courthouse (which also represented our own hearts) prior to the trial.

God Bless You, all … for opening your hearts … and for hearing my message so clearly through the words in these talks … and for resolving and committing yourself to helping me heal the world … starting right here in our own little family because that’s where all change begins. All of you have dedicated yourselves in some way to making this world a better, saner, more humane place for our children to inherit and I can’t thank you enough for your efforts.

I know it’s not easy for a lot of you because of your own feelings … and because of your busy lives … but I want all of you to know that I love you all from the bottom … from the abyss … of my heart and soul … for taking the time to hear my call and ‘sign on’ for this roller coaster ride of LOVE that we are beginning. What a ride it will be! I guarantee it! And you can take that to the bank.

Many of us who are not able to just drop their lives and travel from around the world to attend the first day of the trial want so badly to contribute to this effort, and you have shown us in our last conversation that all contributions are welcome. Even if our contribution consists of just sitting in our own homes and visualizing our own hearts being swept free of the cobwebs of negativity that drape the walls and ceiling and windows there, blocking the sunshine from enlightening the space.  And even if we only send loving support to your family to strengthen them for the ordeal they face.

Just? Only? Just sitting in your homes and sending love to scaffold my mother and brothers and sisters and children … and trusting that God’s Plan will prevail? Do you still not realize how important that spiritual support is for my family and for the most beneficial outcome for all concerned? You, of all people, should know by now that spiritual support of this kind is exactly what we have been discussing and refining and explaining in every one of these conversations from the very first moment we had these thoughts and committed ourselves to writing them down and sharing them with those interested … until the present. That support that you call ‘just’ forms intention … and intention is the name of the game not only in the spiritual realms, but also in the physical.

There are a lot of folks out there, Beloved, who don’t believe that their thoughts and their prayers have any real effect on the ‘real world.’ How can we encourage them to put in the effort when they don’t see the affect their efforts have on reality?

We will show them how thoughts are the basis of the reality they see playing out in front of them every day. Nothing in this world of form and matter was ever created without someone, somewhere imagining it into being.

Men imagined for thousands of years what it would be like to walk on the moon, eventually figured out how to make it happen and all of us have seen it in our reality. Michelangelo saw the Pieta in the block of marble before that block ever left the quarry. With his ingenuity and hard work, he found his masterwork within the stone. No one, including God, ever created anything without first seeing it fully-formed in his mind’s eye, figuring out how to make it happen and going to work to make his vision a reality.


However, something that you may not have yet considered from your very limited viewpoint … and which is even more important than your personal success in anchoring the image you envisioned in your meditations in your own mind … is that you (and others like you all over the world) projected and anchored that image on the giant movie screen of the ‘collective unconscious’ of all my children who are attuned to the same frequency or spiritual vibration … and are joined in our symphony of purpose.


What other explanation is there for such an exact duplication in ‘visions’ between two people who have never met, live in widely-spaced parts of the country, who have never spoken on the phone and have corresponded extremely infrequently?

You’ve all been wondering how a thing like that can happen … what is causing this phenomenon you are all experiencing. There’s your answer. All of you … along with me … are creating a new ‘collective unconscious’ which is separate and distinct from the universal collective unconscious that the whole world shares in and which is destroying our world. Your loving thoughts are lining up to overcome the hateful thoughts that currently prevail. Your healing visualizations are riding out to engulf the world … beginning with the trial in Los Angeles … in a more peaceful and enlightened reality.

The planets are lining up.
They’re bringing brighter days.
It’s all in line waiting for you.
You’re just another part me

[Michael singing.] …

and we are sending out a MAJOR LOVE!

As a result of our prayers and visualizations, many of us experienced a less conflicted and more peaceful preparation for the trial in 2011. We supported each other in love and took a lot of the sting out of our anger, resentment, and vengeance. We supported our Beloved Michael’s family and we were on the ground during the trial with sunflowers as a visual representation of our solidarity for the world to see.

I believe that the same methods can be applied to the current crisis as we have applied in the past.

In Installment #25, April 23 through April 30, 2011 [Volume 1, pp 249-257], our Beloved Michael showed us that the loudness of the voices around us must not defeat us.

So? That just means your Celebration of LOVE needs to be more silent … more respectful and prayerful … you need to be even more firmly heaven-bent on sending out that major love.

Well, won’t their anger and loud demands for revenge overshadow our waves of love and support for you and your family?

[Michael giggles.] That’s a common misperception … people think they have to be louder than ‘the other guy’ … to out-shout them.  There is no power on earth or in heaven strong enough to overshadow love. You know that! Just look at the example of my life … the controversies and accusations and trials and lies … the endless intrusion and invasions of privacy. Did my love get overshadowed by those events?

Perhaps, for some who don’t know you well, for a little while. But for those of us who know you, your love shines brighter than the sun and moon and stars … and always will! As a matter of fact, your love is reaching out from beyond to comfort those of us who are inconsolable … and attracting even more of us to your side every day. I’m always amazed by stories I hear of friends who watched This Is It, for example, a couple of weeks ago (almost two years after your rebirth) and they describe how they cried at the end. Then, they say, “I was never a big fan of Michael Jackson, but …” I just roll my eyes and laugh. You’ve been hit by … you’ve been struck by … A Smooth Criminal!”

Exactly! It may seem … on the ground … that the media is paying more attention to the anger and demands for justice … and you may begin to feel defeated … but don’t! That’s when you need to redouble the loving and healing and supportive energies you transmit.

 It’s like a woman giving birth. Often she struggles through the labor and gets tired; there’s a reason they call it labor, but eventually, she makes a statement like, “I don’t think I can do this!” Up to that point it was pretty easy. But when they hear that statement, the doctors and nurses really go on red alert. They know that’s a sure sign that the birth is imminent and it is time for her to really get to work and start pushing.

This is the same kinda thing. Don’t be defeated … just re-focus your attention in love … and your intention in peace.  Don’t let them interrupt the intensity of that laser beam. The faith and hope that you plant and sprout in front of the courthouse in Los Angeles may take root and germinate in someone’s heart watching on TV in Namibia or New Zealand … and bloom into a beautiful sunflower to rival the ones you are holding. You can’t know at this moment the repercussions that will radiate from this one event. Your example may change a life … it could even be the life standing right next to you in front of the courthouse with clenched fist raised heavenward.

But, Michael, what can we do to silence them so that, at least for this one day, your vision of fans gathered in unity, peace and loving remembrance can come true?

My vision has already come true! You and your friends have already created my vision in your visualizations and prayers. You have concentrated the most powerful tool you possess … your focus … on seeing it within your own universe. Furthermore, you have cemented it in your minds and hearts with your intentions to make it happen. Redirecting and refocusing that laser beam of attention from anger, resentment and a need to ‘make him pay,’ you have dedicated yourselves,  your thoughts and your prayers to LOVE every day for more than a month, in your specific case … others have done so once a week. Whatever worked out best for you, it was more than you were doing before you committed yourselves to this vision. By taking a few minutes out of your day to sit quietly and commune with me with loving intent to fashion a healed world for yourself and your children to inhabit, you have fixed that vision in the new ‘collective unconscious’ we are creating … together. As more and more of you join that wave of LOVE, it grows more and more likely to manifest in your physical environment. Now, it is just a matter of time before that vision is reality. God bless all of you for your devotion … your friendship … your love … your understanding … and your determination to ensure that I am not forgotten and that my mission survives me.

However, I have to be honest with you here … you’ve forgotten to remain humble. You’ve fallen ass over appetite into the trap that lies in wait for all who try to take a higher road. Eventually, they all begin to see a distinction between their neighbors and themselves. They separate themselves into “Us” and “Them” and, of course, WE are better, more loving, more peaceful, more correct, more respectful … more something than they are. We hear the message more clearly. Our way is the only right way … the true way … until there is only one way because all the other ways are eradicated or converted … or killed.

We’re takin over;
we have the truth.
The final message
We bring to you.
Don’t point your finger …
Not dangerous.
This is our planet,You’re one of us.

[Michael sings.]

While we don’t really have a courthouse to sweep out, perhaps we could substitute sweeping out an empty movie theater with a darkened screen? Or better yet, one whose giant screen displays our Beloved Michael represented in glory?


Art by Nate Georgio

As Michael tells us, “We have the truth.” That is our strength and our victory.

I, for one, cannot imagine our Loving Father/Mother would allow the effectiveness of the most beautiful cheerleader for Her love and truth to come along in a very long time to be buried beneath an unprofessional and unethical mountain of lies no matter how many times it is shown. I have absolute faith that the TRUTH of all the good our Beloved Michael did in this world during his physical life … and continues to do even now … must defeat lies propagated by filmmakers and networks who continuously display a callous disregard for the facts as proven in a court of law and over ten years of in depth investigation by social service and law enforcement agencies.

I, personally, will commit to visualizing our Beloved Michael in triumph over this latest threat without attachment to how that vision will be made manifest. Who will join me?


January 31, 2019


“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said,

people will forget what you did,

but people will never forget

the way you made them feel.”


Maya Angelou


The past few weeks have been difficult ones for all of us who profess openly and without shame our love for Michael Jackson. This latest attack upon his character, coming ten years after he left this physical life to continue his mission, has hit all of us hard.

Those of us who were recruited to his side before 1993 remember well the helplessness of that time as we were forced to watch day after day of ever-increasing assault upon our Beloved’s integrity and person for thirteen months – with no voice raised to caution reason or speak in his defense. Even his own sister, LaToya, spoke against him.

We felt his devastation as a personal violation. We knew his despair, his helplessness, his confusion, his rage. We knew the injustice he was suffering; we suffered it with him. We did what we could to stem the avalanche of misinformation and we held on tight to the way he makes us feel in the best way we could.

With the technological advances at our disposal, we became the voice raised to caution reason; we spoke in his defense in every way we could. Armed with facts instead of supposition and innuendo, we did the homework the media refused to do and we stood in truth. We became the new media.

For many of us, myself included, 1993 became the turning point upon which the rest of our lives hinged – the fulcrum which supports the balance, allowing us to lift the heavy weight of confusion from our hearts in faith. In our Beloved’s predicament, we found our voice and we used it in his service to the best of our abilities.

We anchored ourselves in the way he made us feel – empowered, important, loved – and we did what we hitherto would have thought was impossible for us to do. We grew in his joy, we danced in his ebullient energy, and we changed the way we saw ourselves and our world.

None of us could have imagined that we would feel the same devastation, violation, confusion, helplessness, and rage – that the same injustice would be perpetrated against him twenty-six years later – and in his absence. This feels very familiar; we have been here before.

Please know – all of you – from one who was there then and is now here in 2019 – THIS TOO SHALL PASS. He shall emerge from this attack stronger and more innocent than ever. We, too, shall ride out the storm, gaining in strength and empowerment and unity. I cannot claim to know how it will all be resolved, but resolved it will be.

My faith in that is sure because “people will never forget the way you made them feel.”

And Michael Jackson makes us feel the joy of being alive, the strength of many voices joined in one glorious chorus. He makes us feel empowered to reach out and make a difference, to heal ourselves and our world, to use our gifts to benefit all. In that power, we can all stand with our heads held high, proud to be members of his “family.”

And as I am finishing writing this brief post, I hear from my granddaughter’s room a familiar voice. She is watching some totally unrelated video on her phone in her room, enjoying another day off from school. And the voice?

“You knock me offa my feet now, baby


Praying Angel

Gotta love him!




Installment 114

January 11, 2019

 My Beloved,

It seems like it has been such a long time since we have talked. The Christmas and New Year seasons have presented some unexpected challenges.

What kind of challenges?

Well, at the last minute, I decided to knit gifts for all of my grandchildren. It would have worked out okay if I had made that decision in July or August, but November was cutting it a little close for comfort. I ended up knitting 24/7. Every spare moment for a month and a half was spent knitting. I was still finishing one set of scarves and hats at 8:00 AM Christmas morning.

Unfortunately, while I do enjoy knitting, getting everything done in time meant that I had to seriously curtail many of my other activities, including working on art and practicing my piano keyboard as well as these Conversations. There are only so many hours in a day.

And I bet you got yourself all tied in knots about it, didn’t you?

Yes, I did.

And as we’ve talked about so many times before, your anxiety level has a serious effect on your feelings. You don’t feel me near you, encouraging you to relax.

Yes, that’s true. I have felt that you were more distant than I am comfortable with over the last few months. I have still had occasional injections of your presence in my everyday life, but they have seemed less … uh … connected.

Plus the situation in the United States currently is so disheartening. It has not gotten any better since our last discussion. As a matter of fact, if anything, it has gotten worse. I am just dumbfounded that this administration is still in power.

Yes … “these are the worst of times … and these are the best of times.”

Oh, thank you for bringing these words to mind. I heard an audio tape of this address through a Facebook friend and I had to transcribe it immediately to save it for myself. May I quote it here?

Of course.

These are the worst of times and these are the best of times.

Racism, bigotry, ethnocentrism, prejudice, hatred and violence are breaking the heart of our planet and strangling its soul.

And, yet, we are coming alive as never before.

Nelson Mandela, a black man, a former symbol of subjugation and slavery, guides South Africa.

Democracy and freedom flourish as never before and a new consciousness proclaims the dawn of the Age of Enlightenment, where survival of the fittest is replaced by survival of the wisest.


Let us dream of the great and sudden splendor of a new tomorrow.

Let us dream of the full flowering of a new collective consciousness.

Let us dream of a tomorrow where we can hold our heads high and stretch our arms toward perfection.

Let us dream of a tomorrow when we no longer fragment and fracture our global village with narrow domestic walls, where tribalism no longer surfaces under the pretense of nationalism and patriotic fervor, and where we can truly love from the soul and know love as the ultimate truth at the heart of all creation.

Let us dream of a tomorrow where our children are nurtured and protected and nourished and our elders are revered and honored and venerated.

Let us dream of peace and harmony and laughter.

Let us dream of joy and ecstasy.

Let us dream of dancing the cosmic dance.


And as we dream, let us remember those who dreamed before us and sacrificed their yesterday so we could have our tomorrow.

Michael Jackson

I don’t know the occasion you marked with this wonderful speech or the particular circumstances, but I found your words, spoken in your beautiful voice, so encouraging.

I must confess, however, that I am having a difficult time perceiving ‘the best of times’ part of your address.

Of course you are, and that is because these signs of advancement are less tangible than the very obvious signs of ‘the worst of times.’ They indicate a shift in consciousness – something to which much of the world gives very little, if any, credence.

To many, consciousness is some nebulous state that cannot be located. Modern science has historically devoted very little effort in defining consciousness or in realizing that it is consciousness that allows all that we know to exist, but that is changing very rapidly. We have spoken about the research into this question frequently.

Yes, we have, Beloved. Recently, I happened upon an interview conducted by Dr. Deepak Chopra with Robert Lanza, M.D., the author of Biocentrism: How Life and Consciousness are the Keys to Understanding the True Nature of the Universe and its sequel Beyond Biocentrism: Rethinking Time, Space, Consciousness, and the Illusion of Death, both of which we have talked about in previous conversations. [Installment 112 – April 16 through April 25, 2018]

Dr. Chopra interviewed Robert Lanza on his radio program and they discussed both of these books in considerable detail, including how Lanza’s research appears to confirm ancient Eastern philosophies.

And we have spoken in all of these conversations about how focus changes our consciousness … and, therefore, changes our reality and how we experience it.

Have there been no positive developments in this area in recent months?

Well, to be fair, yes there have. Several investigations are ongoing in the federal courts specifically focusing on contributions to the president’s election campaign from Russia and the Trump Foundation is being investigated in New York for violations involving conflict of interest.

But the biggest positive that has occurred is the election of 40 Democratic representatives to the House of Representatives and the re-election of Nancy Pelosi as Speaker of the House. I have heard her speak and she seems to have a firm knowledge of how this democracy is supposed to work and may be able to ‘school’ the president in this regard, because from what I have seen and heard, the man is clueless regarding the Constitution and its system of checks and balances. A ‘blue wave’ across the nation for the mid-term elections resulted in a Democratic majority in the House of Representatives.

So, you see, voters went out to the polls to return a more balanced leadership. This indicates an ‘awakening’ in the general public to the excesses that are occurring in the administration. It is slower, but it is an upswing.

As has happened so frequently in the past, you are focusing on all that is wrong with the world, with the government, with life in general – and that is understandable because these things are so much in your face. They are broadcast on television news programs with panels of experts providing in-depth commentary at all hours of the day and night. There is no way to free yourself from them except not to watch them and that feels irresponsible.

This creates fear and anxiety and fear and anxiety make it more difficult for you to feel my presence as frequently and as strongly as you would like.

In fact, re-focusing your attention on what you want the world to be – on the love and compassion you want the world to show you – becomes extremely difficult. However, even if you manage to achieve only limited success in re-envisioning the world, you have changed your consciousness for those few moments. And your consciousness creates your reality.

Although much less tangible than the things that cause you fear and anxiety, the moments of success you achieve will add up over time and will affect your reality. As more and more join us, it cannot help but to create a new consciousness. This is how we make the world a better place. Not with tangible, but fleeting, fear and anxiety, but with positive, lasting change.

In addition to the pandemonium in government, Beloved, I am sorry to report that a new documentary which is based upon Wade Robson’s and James Safechuck’s civil suit against your estate is being presented at the Sundance Film Festival this month. Your followers are barraging the Sundance committee with petitions and threatening boycotts to prevent this documentary. Your estate has spoken out against its broadcast as have your defense attorney, Tom Mesereau, your nephew, T.J., and your bother, Jermaine, but at this time it appears that the committee is impervious to the reactions against the documentary. I have recently heard that it will also be broadcast on HBO later in the month.

It appears that the fact that both of these former friends’ civil suits against your estate were dismissed by the legal courts and that both of them testified under oath that nothing inappropriate ever happened is being ignored in favor of exploiting your name and your reputation.

Yes, and this will keep happening as long as there is money to be made. Until the public walks out of the theaters showing these lies in disgust and stops buying the tabloids that perpetuate such wickedness they will continue. The only way to stop it is to stop ‘buying their garbage.’ Make it unprofitable – hit them where it counts – in the wallet. When it becomes unprofitable to make such documentaries, they won’t be made.

If the public continues to support such things financially by buying tickets and tabloids at checkout stands, they will continue to produce them. Follow the money trail. That’s where it all ends.

As we have said before: The important thing to remember is that “lies run sprints but the truth runs marathons.” This is just another sprint; there have been many in the past ten years (as you experience time.) Petition and boycott – let your voices be heard. But don’t let them distract your focus. We have a job to do and it is an important job that will take every bit of your focus and determination.

Continue to re-imagine your world as one that does not support character assassination, lies and innuendo. Come and join me and “let us dream …”

And that brings us right back to the address quoted at the beginning of this dialog.

I love it when a plan comes together, don’t you?

Indeed I do, my dear one. I ran into another quote on Facebook last week that was posted by a dear friend [my thanks] and I would be grateful to round out this Conversation with it.

Go for it.

Thanks. Well, this quote is by Gerald Campbell, a former Republican representative in the U.S. House of Representatives.

“Michael Jackson died unexpectedly on Thursday, June 25, 2009. The suddenness of his death came as a source of shock to all of us.

“Some have used the occasion to present a contemptibly narrow view of his personal struggles. But as the months and years roll by, it is the contribution of his musical genius that will be written permanently in the hearts and minds of people everywhere. Even now, the greatest of his peers have recognized him as one of the most gifted and accomplished musical artists of the last century.

“Few artists have used their talents to uplift mankind as vigorously as Michael Jackson. Though lean in stature, he stood firmly against social and political forces that seek to diminish the integrity of the human spirit. He uplifted individuals struggling to be free. At the same time, his voice spoke a message that went far beyond the rights of the individual. Michael reminded us that personal dignity and individual freedom can only be perfected in the warm embrace of human solidarity.

“It was the human family that stood foremost in Michael’s mind. “We are the world,” he said. And against this backdrop, he challenged freedom-loving individuals to act heroically for the betterment of all. “If you want to make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and make a change,” he said.

“Thus Michael Jackson was no spokesman for narcissism, despite the fact that he often sought refuge there. At bottom, his music was driven by the ancient dream of brotherhood of man. He saw redemption in a bonding of all individuals in simple humanity. Human solidarity – LOVE – was for him the foundation of justice and the meaning of life!

“Armed with this simple vision, Michael set about to dedicate his life to others. As a young boy, he burst onto the world’s stage like a bolt of lightning and, once there, he inspired youth and the youthful to act on behalf of justice and the human community. He created a powerful synergy with his audiences and, through this confluence, helped generate a moral force that, over time, would bring the world to a better place.

“It is not commonly recognized how much Michael Jackson contributed to U. S. public diplomacy during the last decade of the Cold War. Throughout the 1980s and early 1990s, Michael’s music inspired young people in captive nations to take chances on behalf of freedom and democracy. With his dramatic style, he electrified youth and stirred them to unite in common purpose. In response, they rallied moral forces against fear and set about to challenge the ubiquitous brutality of totalitarian regimes. The collective energy Michael and other artists inspired became a critical factor in bringing about the political collapse of the Soviet Union and its Eastern European empire. “We are the world.”

“Surveys taken by the Voice of America during the 1980s demonstrate his appeal. Michael Jackson, Pink Floyd, and Billy Joel were the preferred pop artists for VOA listeners behind the Iron Curtain. The music they provided offered a unique challenge to the fundamentals of Soviet totalitarianism – fear and isolation. It enabled listeners to dream of freedom and dignity, and it filled their hearts and minds with a practical determination to seek a brighter future.

“But among all American pop artists, it was Michael Jackson that towered above the rest. His popularity achieved the highest ranking by VOA listeners – more than 50% approval.

“I recall myself and a friend crossing the border into East Berlin before the Wall was torn down. As my friend maneuvered our rented VW to the checkpoint, I pulled back the sunroof and rolled down the windows. Earlier, I had cued a tape to play Michael Jackson’s “Man in the Mirror.” As the guard approached, I hit the play button and turned the volume way up. The guard, who was carrying an automatic rifle, asked for our passports. Instead of responding directly, I said over the top of the music: “Do you like Michael Jackson?” He looked nervously at the guard house and then quickly nodded in approval. For a long moment, his face was covered with an unforgettable smile. But more than signaling his approval, the guard had broken military decorum.

“Similarly, when we returned to the West through Austria, the guard stationed there responded to my question by first placing his machine gun on the ground. Then, he grabbed my closest hand with both of his and said: “Yes, oh yes. Michael Jackson!” Not far away, hidden in a clump of bushes and trees, I saw the dark, sinister presence of Soviet tanks.

“Michael’s creative imagination enabled him to craft a music of freedom, a music replete with a crisp defiance of injustice and unjust authority, a music deeply tinged with respect for the essential dignity of the human person. In a world whose temptations breed isolation and aloneness, Michael’s music gave voice to our common need for love, compassion, understanding, and mercy. It gave succor to those struggling to belong and unleashed a willfulness to labor against the forces of spiritual alienation. In a world dominated by fear, his music gave transcendent purpose and the hope of future redemption. In short, Michael’s artistry was an energy that inspired resistance against all forms of cultural and political repression. It was a music whose vitality cried out for a liberation of the human spirit.

“Reflecting on the 1980s and early 1990s, one labors to imagine a more heroic episode in history’s hard march against tyranny. Liberty sprang up amidst a near bloodless convulsion, and took a daring but peaceful step forward. It was in the intensity of this revolutionary fervor that the artistry of Michael Jackson towered as a beacon of light for those struggling to be free.

“In the YouTube video below, listen to Michael perform “Man in the Mirror.” Hear his words. Watch the imagery. Reflect how deeply he pleads for each individual to dedicate their lives to the reconciling impulses of Justice and Love. In a world that continues to be much too cold and brittle, Michael Jackson has established himself a much-needed prophet for our age!”


Am I amusing you
Or just confusing you?
Am I the beast you visualized? 

 Did you come to me
To see your fantasies
Performed before your very eyes?
A haunting, ghostly treat
Of ghoulish trickery
And spirits dancing in the night 

But if you came to see
The truth, the purity
It’s here inside a lonely heart
So, let the performance start 

The heart reveals the proof
Like a mirror reveals the truth
See, the evil one is you

Is that scary for you, Baby?




I am an extension of your Divine Self — the self that you fear; the self that you hide from; the self that seeks no logic in the patterns of life, but plays with the shapes and colors that make up the ever-varied threads of the tapestry like a mischievous kitten with a ball of yarn, unveiling the underlying order in what you perceive as chaos.

I am the Beginner’s Mind; the innocent, child’s mind that you possessed before the world taught you how to think, what to feel, what is real and what is not real – what is possible and what is impossible. I am the Creative Mind that manipulates the possible to create the impossible for your amusement. In my play, I take you with me into realms of the unknown – re-teaching, re-shaping, and re-minding you of all the magic you have forgotten in your haste to leave behind the things of childhood.

I am the tabula rasa, the blank page upon which you write your judgments, your perceptions of good and evil. With my vision, I erase the masks you wear, peeling away the layers of illusion, healing what is broken within and without.

I am the Siren’s Song. Once heard my voice cannot be unheard. Once seen, my beauty cannot be unseen. Resistance is futile; you cannot escape my allure. Your only power is the power to accept my gift or deny, to reject its beauty as ugliness. I will still sing; my voice will still entreat. The sound of my voice calls you to remember the time when the world was young – a garden of safety – a haven of beauty – a refuge of perfect security. We played there … you and I … together. We laughed, we danced, we sang our song of love. I laugh and dance and sing there still, awaiting your return always.

Mine is the voice that cries in the wilderness, calling you to awaken, to open your eyes and observe what we have done to our garden of safety, our haven of beauty. Ours are the footsteps that trample the dream … ours the apathy that turns a blind eye and, in our industry, pretends not to see.

Remember …

I stand before you boldly, unafraid of your judgments, your projections, ever ready to draw aside the curtain of your perception, sure in my innocence … and even more sure in yours. I draw you to me, captivating you, enchanting you, not to enslave but to free you from slavery to your deeply-held delusions of separateness and limitation.

I travel among the many dimensions of experience only to show you the way, my Beloved. With my art, I bring all the dimensions together, bridging the unfathomable chasms you have imagined with a snap of my fingers, spinning them into a web of the finest lace with my dance.

Keep your eyes on me when life overwhelms. Twirling ever faster in your mind, I am the storm that destroys, but only to make way for newer and better dreams. Stretch your imagination, waking and sleeping. Then, manifest all that you can imagine.  Imagine more; dream bigger.

I am the tide caressing your sands in wave after gentle, unstoppable wave. I wash you clean of debris, the built-up guilt of imagined sin, while holding you in loving hands.  Mine is the breath that blows away the fallen leaves of old dreams. I am the tempest – twirling, spinning, dancing — wild and untamed. In my dance, I am the ecstasy of motion in your stillness, reminding you always of the inevitability of change.

I stand alone between you and your fears. I offer myself, a willing target for your cynicism, your hate, your love, your compassion. Which will you choose today? I am the shape shifter who reflects only your choice upon the screen of your life. I accept the burden of your doubts and uncertainties as I tear away the pretenses you wear to shield you from the truth. Your mirror, I will show you to yourself – whether comfortable or uncomfortable – until you see yourself as I see you — strong and brave and innocent.

I twist and mold your perceived reality into unfamiliar shapes, revealing what you would conceal, the truth that love is the answer to all the questions ever asked, all the prayers ever whispered within your darkened closets and vaulted cathedrals. My vision is not fooled or bought; it cannot be falsified or rationalized; it sees only what is real … beyond your mistaken perceptions … to the truth that longs still for the fairy tale paradise you left behind.

Follow me … I know the way.
Keep your eyes on me; I will never let you down.

Remember …

The road we travel is seldom easy. It is a minefield in which a false step triggers explosions of anger fueled by thoughts of vengeance and tears at the soul with the shrapnel of judgment. It requires that we die to beliefs we have been taught and false promises of salvation. It requires that we accept new truths as they are revealed in each new moment, new and unfamiliar ways of thinking, new dreams.

Let me lead the way; my step is sure. I have no terror of the wounds of passage for I have borne them all.

Have no fear … for you are not alone. I am the front line, your guide through no mans’ land.  I will lead you home. I am here always with you, your most intimate lover and truest friend. Seek me within for it is here that I rest, hidden among your deepest desires, your most secret passions. There will you find me.

What has your spirit longed to do? Do not be afraid of failure … or success.


Do not hold back.

Cast aside your fear for I am here.

Remember …




I Am Love


The stage is empty
The lights have dimmed
The extras have all gone home
The scenery is darkened
The screen is silent
Yet you remain
As so often

You gave it all you had to give
Your blood
Your sweat
Your tears
Your heart
Your very soul
You wanted it perfect
So it would live
To carry you forward
Even after you’d gone

But you’re tired and ill
You need to rest
A rest that never comes
As you close the door
And turn away
Are you aware
That your dawning upon a million souls
Is only hours away
While our hearts call
“Please stay.”

Here we are
Together, my love
Even after nine long years
You planted us a garden
As you sang so long ago
A garden of laughter
And of tears

Your garden thrives, Beloved
We are your flowers
Your trees
We remain in you
You in us
Indeed, we are your seeds

Your shadow passes over us
A rainbow in our skies
You rule our nights
A silent, silver orb
Ever circling
Dancing still
The rhythm of our tides

We think of you daily
With gratitude
Thankful for all the times
We laughed
We danced
We sang along
For all the little signs
That you remain
Our hearts’ dear guest
‘Tho hidden from our sight

The years pass swiftly
As we learn to live
To be alive in you
As you live in us
Our hero
And our Guide

Installment 113

July 31 through August 29, 2018

I find myself standing at the mouth of a large cave, surrounded by stalactites and stalagmites lit by some unseen source in various brilliant colors. Iridescence twinkles everywhere, resembling sparkling fairy lights interspersed among the brightly lit columns or stars in a night sky surrounded by the aurora borealis.

The floor of the cave is smooth and a natural pathway leads around the brightly lit columns towards the back of the cavern which appears to be leagues away from where I stand at the mouth of the cave. Around the base of the stalagmites, the natural rock has been carved in delicate filigree tracery to resemble bushes and leaves with flowers rising above the floor of the cave, their stems impossibly fine. Some stand tall and straight while others are bent, appearing to be blown by a strong wind. The ceiling is darker, but like the cavern walls is reflective, mirroring the brilliant columns in an exquisitely-formed canopy resembling a rain forest, making the cave appear inestimably tall.

Hesitantly, I enter to traverse the vibrantly-lit pathway and wander freely, touching the delicately-carved foliage as I go, towards the rear wall which seems to have been carved from the bedrock by skilled hands. Water trickles from the top of the back wall, leaving darker, wet lace and highlighting the natural rock hues, to fall into a clear pool hollowed out by the drilling of the water and the hands of time. Its melody is comforting … uplifting.

It is cool in the cave. A vaporous mist rises from the pool, giving me the impression that the water is fed by a warm spring, somewhere far above me, beyond where my eyes can reach.  Nearing the rear wall, I notice a couple of benches rising from the floor of the cave, hewn from the living stone and inviting visitors to sit. Calmly, I sit and lean over to ruffle the warm surface of the pool.

It is peaceful here. No clamor or confusion from the outside world reaches into the heart of this cavern. I close my eyes and breathe deeply and evenly, enchanted by the beauty surrounding me.

Ah … there you are. We need to talk.

Opening my eyes, I see a shadow entering at the mouth of the cave, a shadow with which I am very familiar. I have seen this figure many times before, entering stages around the world, backlit by brilliant light, making just his silhouette one of the most recognizable symbols the world over. He walks towards me, his voice reverberating around the cavern walls, echoing and fading, but I would recognize that voice anywhere.

“Michael! Beloved! I am so glad you are here.

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday, dear Michael …
Happy birthday to you

my heart sings and he chuckles.

Well, who else? Thanks … I love you more!

Hey! You are getting really good at this visualization thing! I love what you have created here.

I have created? Are you sure?  I was just going to ask you where we are.

I don’t know. Where are we? Never mind … it doesn’t matter. We are here … and it is NOW … and we are together … forever. Let’s talk. You are conflicted and confused. What’s bothering you?

I don’t want to burden you, my beautiful one – not today.

Your burdens I will bear
But first I need your hand
Forever can begin

[Michael sits beside me on the bench and holds his left hand out for me to grasp. When my fingers touch his, he takes my hand in his.]

You do not have to do any of this alone for I am here with you. Have you forgotten? I am here to stay. You are always in my heart. Now … spill!

Oh, Michael, the political climate in this country is just going from bad to worse. Since this administration has come to power, led by this president – the ineptitude, the bald-faced lies, the ignorance, the criminal cover-ups, the brazen nepotism, the lack of compassion or empathy, the divisiveness, the corruption, the discrimination and racial bigotry — being exhibited by our government officials just has me shaking my head in despair and panic.

The United States of America has become the laughingstock of the world community. Our hypocrisy is daily fare for the world’s press community; our ideals – the foundations upon which our country was founded – are being trampled underfoot; and our purported system of checks and balances is not doing anything to stop the tide. I am frightened. I want my country back.

[Michael nods.]  Yes, I understand. But you are in danger of allowing yourself to slip back down that long slippery slope of fear and negativity that had you in its grip for seven years and which we have discussed at great length in these dialogs. Do you really want to go there again?

Dear God, NO, Beloved!

I didn’t think so. I have told you over and over again that I would check in with you frequently to make sure that you wanted to disconnect from our LOVE dimension, so … I’m checking in.

Your fear and anxiety has kept you from feeling my presence as strongly as you have many times in the past. Therefore, you think I have abandoned you, but I haven’t gone anywhere; I have promised you that WE ARE FOREVER.

I haven’t left you alone.

However, when you are giving all of your attention to judging what you feel is wrong and worrying about it, your focus on our LOVE dimension begins to wane; feeling my presence becomes more difficult. You begin to fear that my promises are just a figment of your imagination. I have never abandoned you and I never will.

But I don’t understand how this has all happened. How did we get here? It feels, to me, that this country has regressed back to the pre-Civil Rights Movement – back to before you were born. Is the majority of this country unable to see what is happening? Is this really who we have become as a nation?

Well, let’s examine that question a little further. Do you remember when we discussed the “societal agreements” to which you will all be expected to adhere? I think it was the discussion about the AEG trial.

Yes, I remember. It was in Installment #75 (Volume 2, page 328.) You said:

You know, this trial is not just about money; it goes much, much further than that. What is this trial really about? Is it just about money … or is it an attempt to discover the truth? Is it about fixing ‘blame’ … or is it about deciding where corporate ‘responsibility’ ends and human ‘responsibility’ begins? When seen from a larger perspective, it’s not about me, at all, even though every newspaper in the world will be calling it the Michael Jackson Wrongful Death trial. I’m just a ‘bit player’ … ‘an extra’ … a ‘walk-on.’ What’s really at stake here?

When seen through a broader lens, this trial goes to the very heart and soul of humanity … the very foundation of our society. It goes to our FOCUS … as individuals and as a collective on this planet. What is our current cultural ‘agreement,’ the one to which we are all subject?

And later …

The outcome of this trial is really immaterial. Whichever side wins … and whichever side loses … what’s important is the answer to the question, “how do you want to align your focus and intention?”

What kind of world do you want to live in? Do you want to continue to live in a world where a lie results in fifteen minutes of fame, a booking on a national television program and a few dollars? Is it okay to invade a person’s privacy as long as you get the story first? Is it acceptable to chase a car to get a few pictures even if it results in the deaths of the car’s occupants? Is it all right to stand outside a mangled vehicle and snap pictures of a dying woman rather than trying to help her? Can we continue to consume natural resources without reaping the consequences of our shortsightedness? Should we invade another sovereign country to prevent them from striking against us first, even if we have … and can find … no proof that they ever intended to strike us first?

Where is the line drawn between acceptable and unacceptable that we can all agree to?

These are the kinds of questions that will be raised during this trial. Our responses to them will determine the way our world will go for the next several years. This is not just about me and the O2 concerts. It’s much bigger than that. The stakes are much, much higher and far longer-lasting.

This country was founded on the principles that all are created equal … that all have inalienable rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness … that all have the right to privacy … that all are presumed to be innocent unless and until they are convicted of a crime by a jury of their peers. These are ideals that are instilled in our children in schools across this nation, but the examples they see from the adults around them differ greatly from the principles they are being taught. Children are not stupid and it’s important to realize that they learn much more from our example than by any words we speak.

Am I my brother’s keeper? My answer is “yes” … and I tried, always, to live my life by those values and ideals as much as I was humanly able. I learned that from my mother, the same mother who has filed this lawsuit.

AEG’s answer is “No, we’re not responsible for anyone’s health. We promote concerts. This is business. The aim of all business is profit. There’s nothing wrong with that. We’ve done our job. If he died, it’s not our fault. It’s his fault.” And they will do everything they can to prove that … lie, cheat, bribe, threaten … because the “end justifies the means.” As long as they walk away with their assets intact, they don’t care about anything else. Is that the world you want to live in? Does the end justify the means?

Those are the questions that will be asked … not out loud by the judge or lawyers … the jurors will not be asked to rule on the question … much more quietly and with more subtlety … in hearts and minds and souls that have been awakened. More importantly, what’s your answer? Think about it.

Yes, that is the part I was referring to. Now, tell me what was the ruling handed down in the AEG trial?

AEG was held responsible neither for the hiring of the doctor nor for the failure of his duty of care. Their claim that you had hired the doctor and their only responsibility was paying him was upheld. It was decided that the doctor in question was a qualified, practicing physician at the time he was employed and, therefore, the jury decided that AEG was not liable for his actions or inactions that led to your transition.

No ruling was handed down regarding the callous treatment of you by the executives of AEG – they were not held accountable for the revelations which came to light during the testimonies regarding scheduling the shows too closely together, not allowing adequate time for recovery between shows, or their brutal treatment of their artist (which so horrified so many of us at the time) to my knowledge.

Okay. So, the end does justify the means. Corporations are not required to treat their artists humanely, according to the court’s ruling. Corporate responsibility is not required to adhere to human responsibility.

This is a very dangerous concept, as you are well aware – one that could easily lead to large corporations being considered “above the law.” Nonetheless, that is the reality that the court ruling upheld. Right?

Yes, my dear one, it does appear that that is the reality that our flawed legal system upheld.

Now, would you please repeat the sentence that begins with “our responses to these questions …”

“Our responses to these questions will determine the way our world will go for the next several years.”

Thank you. For those of you who were following the proceedings closely, the ruling was unsatisfactory, wasn’t it? Those of your readers who read our earlier dialog were somewhat aware of the stakes at issue. Nevertheless, that does appear to be the way our world is going, as I predicted it would, at least for the next several years.

Yes, as has happened so often in the past, your words (either in the lyrics of your songs or in these dialogs) have anticipated events uncannily. Lately, I have been so drawn to two songs from your Invincible album, particularly as events and policies enacted by this administration have unfolded in the past several months.

What do you mean?

Well, Cry and The Lost Children appear to predict this administration’s policy of separating families seeking asylum in the United States and holding very young children in detention centers. The detention centers are being called “tender age care centers,” but the reality is that they are detention centers for children as young as two years. I am appalled at such a policy. It is madness and so very antithetical to what this country has always stood for.


This One’s For All the Lost Children

I do see the connection. I didn’t intend for them to anticipate events; at the time, the plight of children was bad enough. However, I will concede that they do seem to apply now, even more than they did then, if that’s possible.

So, this is just another example of God walking into the room as She has done so frequently in your life, Beloved?

Exactly. Now, do you remember our discussion about the “corporatocracy?”

Of course, I do. In Installment 101 (Volume 3, page 365) you said:

Most of us (in the USA, at least) like to believe that we are living in a democracy; but we aren’t. The Founding Fathers of our great country would be rolling in their graves if they saw what has been made of their high-sounding ideals. They were idealists (translate naïve and innocent.) They believed that the world could be changed and they gave their lives and their fortunes for the evolution of the human spirit. They bucked the system which spawned them very successfully, at least for a while. However, they would be appalled to see how their devotion to that ideal has been corrupted.

We have exchanged the “divine right of kings” for the “divine right of the almighty dollar” and we have taken much of the rest of the world with us, unfortunately. Money is energy just like anything else, but when our total preoccupation is with acquiring, hoarding, and controlling money, it is ruling us instead of us ruling it.

What we are living in currently is a corporatocracy. Corporations in the United States have been granted the same rights as human beings … by law!! Contrast that with the South American nation of Bolivia, which has granted legal standing to Mother Earth … by law! Now, that’s a movement I can get behind.

As a matter of fact, corporations are generally given more rights than human beings. Just look at my life. I was given none of the rights constitutionally guaranteed to all citizens … like the right to privacy or the right to presumption of innocence … while the publishing corporation’s right to freedom of the press was sacrosanct and protected in a court of law, even though everything it was printing was proven to be lies. Its representative was allowed to hide behind its “shield law” when questioned under cross examination.

Consumerism rules our airwaves, our news broadcasts, and our so-called democratic elections. The manipulation of information is big business, raking in billions of dollars every year. A closer examination of my physical life provides all the proof you need of that. Profit is king. End of story.

We talked briefly about this issue when we were discussing the AEG Trial and we will probably talk about it again as the Presidential elections draw nearer.

We … you and I and all those who continue to hear my voice and who are beginning to live my messages in a world that little understands compassion … are in the process of changing that, but it is neither easy nor comfortable. It is an uphill battle. We must begin to realize that WE ARE ALL ONE and when one of us is harmed, all of us are diminished. This realization is not won only by addressing external problems and fighting against them, but by approaching those problems from a state of pure consciousness with love and compassion. That state is only achieved by facing our own inner fears, restrictions and limitations and transcending them. This battle is not waged in battlefields with weapons of destruction … but in mind fields with instruments of construction because as Einstein said a problem cannot be solved from the same mindset that caused it. You are my Spiritual Warriors, and I love you all … but more about that a little later.

The “corporatocracy,” which currently holds all the chickens in its basket (particularly in the United States) controls the sister music and publishing industry conglomerates between them on a global scale. It became increasingly uncomfortable that so much power and potential residual earnings rested in one man’s hands, especially one “black man’s” hands (and there’s that racial component, which must be taken into effect because no matter how many articles were published claiming I didn’t look like a black man anymore, no one ever lost sight of the fact that I am an African-American and proud of it.) To add insult to injury, that one “black man’s” hands belonged to someone who was heaven-bent on giving everything he had to improve the world and “make it a better place for you and for me and the entire human race.” That’s flying in the face of their bottom line.

They like the world just the way it is, thank you very much, because they are in charge of telling the rest of us what we will consume … in food … in fashion … in physical beauty … in health care … in beliefs … in information -publications … in our acceptable self-concepts … in what we accept in our politicians and journalists … in just about everything … and we pay them BIG  money for the privilege.

They have been telling us who we are and what we are capable of … what is possible and what is not possible for human beings to achieve … for a very long time and most of us have believed them and bought into their worldview to one degree or another … until we don’t. It is their stories about ourselves that most of us grow up believing, at least until we decide to take charge and discover that we are much more than they have told us we are capable of being. In many cases, we have handed our right to determine our own destiny over to them.

They, in turn, feed us a steady diet of junk food … of fear and division, limitations and lack, violence and sexual stimulation, sensation and innuendo to control our free-thinking minds and keep us too mired in negativity to realize that it doesn’t have to be this way. And God help anyone who dares to buck the system.

Right.  Our highly-vaulted democratic process is, unfortunately, in the hands of corporations – the large lobbyists and special interest groups which donate multi-millions to election campaigns are in control. Our elections and democratic process are tampered with through campaign donations and the majority of those elected to public office spend their terms repaying their obligations to those campaign contributors by passing legislation that favors the lobbyists and special interest groups, which are representatives of large corporations.

The administration currently in power is just the tip of the iceberg, although it is a blatant, in-your-face wake-up call.

The current President is a corporation and always has been. If corporations are “above the law,” as we hypothesized could easily happen earlier in this conversation … then, by definition, so, too, is this President and his administration. They will run this country like a corporation with the President as the CEO, which is all he has ever been. He has no political education, knowledge, experience or agenda other than profit. He did not run for election on a platform of service to his fellow man; he ran on an economic feasibility platform, a platform of disharmony and division, and undoing any and all legislation passed by the previous administration. And the lobbyists and special interest corporations made sure he was elected because profit is king.

Again, we are being asked to choose what kind of world we want to live in. Every moment of every day, we are faced with the same choice masked in a variety of different circumstances and situations.

Do you see what I mean?

Yes, my dear one, I do see what you mean. But every day I am appalled at his ignorance and lack of respect for anyone or anything other than himself. Every day I think that it couldn’t possibly get any worse and every single day he proves me wrong, usually before 8:00 in the morning. I am reeling in total abhorrence of everything this man stands for and every word out of his mouth!

And, now we come to the crux of the matter. I recall another man that you felt as strongly about. Do you?

Yes, I do.

Do you deny that your conflicted feelings against Tom Sneddon were as thoroughly negative?

No, I cannot deny that, but his sphere of influence was limited to your situation and one state. This man is supposed to be representing the majority of this nation on the world stage. Several European leaders have refused point-blank to shake his hand when meeting him, while allegations of election-tampering by former totalitarian regimes run rampant in the headlines.

Nevertheless, by focusing your energy in our LOVE dimension, you were able to ease your dis-ease to the point that you almost didn’t notice when Sneddon died. The same techniques can be applied here as we have used so often before.

You cannot control what he says or does. The only thing you can control is your reaction to it. I am not saying that you should remain uninformed nor that you should not voice your opinion. However, when all of your attention is absorbed in worrying about him, being appalled by him, being angry at him, hating him  – you are focusing all of your energy on him and supporting his worldview.

Furthermore, we’ve talked at great length about our FOCUS and how our focus affects the reality we experience – how our society mirrors our consciousness back to us like a giant, cosmic copy machine – in these dialogs.

You and your friends have devoted yourselves to “Changing the World” by changing your focus, but, unfortunately, much of the population of this country … and the world, for that matter …  are not aware that their focus has any affect on their reality at all. That is changing, but it is a slower process.

Many of them are beginning to feel the same kind of uneasiness about what is occurring in this country. They are waking up and this administration, believe it or not, is contributing to their awakening. It is the irritating alarm buzzer going off too early in the morning and jolting them back to what is REAL from their dreams and illusions.

We have also spoken about the “collective” consciousness of the planet, to which each individual is connected and contributes, but that connection is invisible and undetectable by normal, scientific standards of measurement.

Therefore, since it is not experienced by the physical senses, to most people it is “illogical,” “airy-fairy,” “pie-in-the-sky” claptrap. In other words, it isn’t REAL and anyone who disagrees with that assessment is at best either crazy or naïve or at worst delusional. To almost everyone reality is only comprised of those things that are easily proven by our out-dated science. As a result, they are unaware that their thoughts and choices are being made by default – unconsciously.

Now, would you mind if we conducted a little experiment?

No, not at all.

Okay, are you afraid of the dark?

No, I’ve never considered myself particularly afraid of the dark, my Anam Cara.

Okay, we are going to experience something that you’ve probably not experienced in quite the same way before. We are going to see a concrete representation of the “collective” consciousness using your beautiful visualization – this cave and its atmosphere.

[Suddenly, all the brightly-lit stalactites and stalagmites are plunged into a deep, echoing darkness.]

What you are experiencing right now, we are going to call the “collective” consciousness of the entire planet.

[Michael’s voice is reassuring in this almost pitch-black cave and I hold his hand a little tighter.]

[Michael laughs.] I thought you said you weren’t afraid of the dark. [He squeezes my hand.]

It’s pretty dark, isn’t it?

Yes, Beloved, it is very dark.

That’s because it is not en-lightened. In other words, most of the planet has not awakened to the facts, as they are being proved daily by quantum science, that we are all connected and that our thoughts and observations – our FOCUS do, in fact, affect the reality that is being mirrored back to us by the cosmic Xerox machine.

[Gradually, one at a time, little tiny sparkles – irregularly-spaced — begin to appear among the stalactites and stalagmites. At first, they are so small and so widely dispersed throughout the cavern that they are almost indecipherable; they flicker and twinkle in the inky-dark as stars and planets flicker and twinkle in the dark night sky.]

Now, you are seeing individuals … individuals like you and your friends … who are beginning to grasp that we are all one. They are awakening to a new way of being human – one that is more expansive and inclusive – one that acknowledges that there are valuable lessons to be learned from our differences, that there is room for all of us and that we don’t need to hoard or waste our resources. We don’t need war. They are just beginning to stir; they have not yet reached full waking consciousness. Their light is dim, flickering and doesn’t really make much of a difference.

[As Michael is speaking, more and more twinkling, flashing lights appear, still widely dispersed throughout the cavern.]

As each individual begins to grasp the concept of ONENESS, he or she en-lightens a small area around his or her immediate location, but the small twinkling lights are not strong enough to cast enough light to lighten up the entire cave.

As each individual becomes more and more accustomed to focusing on the higher frequency, she begins to cast more and more light around her. However, sometimes, an individual will fall back into the prevalent collective focus – like you did during our “standby mode” – and I did during my self-imposed exile. It happens. And it is nothing to be ashamed of.  It is a step back but it prepares us for the next leap forward.

This is a dynamic, ever-changing scene as some lights flicker on and others flicker off. None of us can en-lighten the entire cave by him or herself.

You can change the world
[I can’t do it by myself]
You can touch the sky
[Gonna take somebody’s help]
You’re the Chosen One
[I’m gonna need some kind of sign] 

All we can do as individuals is contribute our light to the collective consciousness with pure love and dedication to the service of humanity.

Maybe you and I can’t do great things
We may not change the world in one day
But we still can change
Something today
In our small way.

It takes time to change a world, Beloved Ones. It can’t happen overnight. We didn’t get where we are overnight and we can’t undo it with the wave of a magic wand. And while the change is occurring, the cave feels increasingly dark. Your eyes are drawn to the pin pricks of light and the surrounding darkness feels more threatening.

[More and more flashing, twinkling lights appear and begin to display a more connected feeling – like strings of fairy lights draped against the rock hewn foliage of the cave. Larger clusters enlighten larger areas of the cave, piercing the inky darkness.]

When enough individuals have shifted their focus from the love of power to the power of love and unity more permanently, their individual lights are joined in the LOVE that created and sustains all life on this planet and throughout the cosmos.

[In the distance, far off against the wall of the cavern, a single pillar of light appears as the stalactite and stalagmite meet in one column of rainbow-colored splendor. However, the rest of the cave remains shrouded in darkness with just small pin pricks of light to illuminate the darkness.]

The light cast by this one small column is enough to en-lighten a larger, but still, localized area of the collective. The remaining parts of the cavern, though containing en-lightened individuals which draw our eyes and hearts, are, for the most part, surrounded by darkness. It is important to realize, however, that it is a process.

If you are standing with the illuminated pillar behind you, you might be tempted to believe that you are all  alone in the surrounding darkness and you might be persuaded that your attempts at re-aligning your focus are useless, empty, and futile. You wouldn’t be able to see any progress. All you perceive is the darkness lit intermittently by tiny, flashing lights – just enough light to draw your eyes, but not enough to dispel much of the darkness.

The darkness feels more threatening and you may begin to feel afraid. You might want to give up or think that your contribution to the collective consciousness of the planet is having no effect.

All you have to do is turn around (re-align your focus) though, and the illuminated pillar will be visible to you, As more and more individuals awaken, the one, lone column of light will soon be joined by another … and another … and another.

[As Michael is speaking, another pillar of light appears and is joined by still more columns of rainbow-colored illumination until the entire cavern is illuminated.]

The thing is: If you give in to the temptation to give up, your tiny, flashing light is dampened, which reinforces the darkness, increases your fear, and strengthens the prevailing focus on separation and division.

[Once again, the cavern is plunged into a deep, echoing darkness as some of the flashing lights dim and flicker out.]

It has the opposite effect to what you want to accomplish and you become part of the problem instead of part of the solution.

Re-aligning your focus from all of the negative things you are seeing around you to an awareness of our common goal of peace and unity is not easy when the darkness seems to be winning against the light, but it pays HUGE dividends.

[Columns of light illuminate the cavern again and it seems even more resplendent than when I first entered.]

The darkness cannot win against the light. Even the light of one small, but determined, candle dispels the darkness in a small area … for a while. It doesn’t need to fight against it. It just needs to exist.

This is our mission – our purpose.

So, what do you suggest I do, Beloved?

First of all, please realize that you are not alone.

This life don’t last forever
So, tell me what we’re waiting for
We’re better off being together
Than being miserable alone
‘Cuz I been there before
And you been there before
But together we can be all right
When it gets dark and when it gets cold
We’ll hold each other
Til we see the sunlight
Hold my hand

Second, re-align your focus to our LOVE dimension, where I am always waiting for you, supported by your daily meditations and visualizations to surround all involved with love and compassion and encourage them to appeal to their highest Self, instead of their lowest.

Third, VOTE as early and often as you can to remove this administration … or, at least, hamstring it by electing representatives who will not support the current administration’s attempts to undermine our democracy.

Have I told you lately how much I love you?

Only every day … in every way. And I love you MOST!

June 24, 2018

Nine years — 108 months — 3,285 days – 78, 840 hours – and still we miss you, Beloved.


Nine Long Years

The stage is empty, lights are dimmed
The extras have all gone home
The screen is silent, scenery darkened
Yet, you remain
As so often

You gave it all you had to give
Your blood
Your sweat
Your tears
You wanted it perfect so it would live
And continue to give
Even after you’d gone

You’re tired and ill
You need to rest
A rest that never comes
Rest now, my King
You did your best
No one could ask for more
Your dawning upon a million hearts
Is only hours away

Still, our hearts call out
A silent plea
“Please stay.”

Here we are
Together, my love
Even after
Nine Long Years
You planted us a garden
As you sang so long ago
Of laughter
And of tears

Your garden thrives, Beloved
We are your flowers
Your trees
We remain in you
You in us
We are your seeds

Your shadow passes over us
A rainbow in our skies
We think of you
With gratitude
Thankful for all the times
We laughed
We danced
We sang along
We watched enthralled for hours
Grateful for all the little signs
Reminders that we are yours
And you are ours

Our hearts dear guest
‘Tho hidden from our sight
The years pass swiftly
We learn to live
To be alive in you
You live in us
Our Hero
And Our Guide

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