March 26, 2011 through April 2, 2011
Michael, my Dear One, our last conversation has inspired quite a few of my friends. One, well actually two or three or four … or forty plus … of them, in particular, have grabbed hold of the ideas you expressed to aid in overcoming our personal feelings of fear and rage and judgment … and, especially, the vision you painted for us of your children lining the walkways and entrances to the courthouse in Los Angeles to express their love for you rather than their hate for Dr. Conrad Murray … and are mounting a campaign to make that vision a reality in our world on the first day of the trial … and every day we can make it happen.
Thank you for painting such a beautiful picture. It has definitely touched hearts and given a lot of people pause for thought and an opportunity to grasp a new purpose.
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.
The thing is, baby, some of us are not very good at visualization techniques like you taught the children you visited with in hospitals and invited to Neverland. Some of us, myself included, I am ashamed to admit, don’t have terribly good imaginations and visualizing this thing is difficult.
There is nothing wrong with your imagination … just as there is nothing wrong with your ability to dream … that a little use won’t cure. You need to get that idea right out of your head. It no longer serves you (by protecting you from the nightmare of your past); nor does it aide the purpose you have chosen to commit yourself to for your present and the future of your world.
[Michael makes a blowing noise, like he’s blowing away some dust … and I see him very clearly in my mind’s eye blowing into his loosely clenched fist … a move he undoubtedly learned from Doug Henning or Sigfried and Roy or David Copperfield … and then slowly opening his fingers … one at a time (very theatrically, I might add), like a magician who has just made a coin disappear. The problem is, he is also gazing into my eyes with great intensity (and I am getting totally lost in them) while showing me his empty hand. Then, he bows from the waist with both arms flung wide, like he did in Ghosts.]
Whoa! Baby! Those eyes are dangerous! You need to be careful with those things.
[Michael laughs.] You were supposed to be watching my hand, you silly woman. And she thinks she has no imagination! Ha!
There … poof! Gone! Disappeared! And you won’t think that again! If the thought crosses your mind again, you will remember this picture and me blowing it away and my empty hand.
You expect me to watch your hands when your beautiful eyes are gazing so intently into mine from mere inches away? You’ve got to be kidding! I can tell you one thing for sure … I will never forget those eyes. I’ve never seen you … or them … so ‘up close and personal’ before … except when you walked past me at the Pantages Theater in Los Angeles. Sheesh! You wore those shades to protect us all from making complete and utter fools of ourselves, didn’t you?
Will you stop? [Michael laughs.] Did you even notice that you visualized me very well? Serious up, here, woman. We are on a mission!
Okay … okay … sorry. Whoa … I did, didn’t I? It’s not fair to distract me like that, though!
My Heart, I wish it were that easy to erase fifty-five years of relatively no mental pictures!
It is that easy! Just like that!
Those ‘muscles,’ if you want to call them that, have just atrophied … they need a little physical therapy like someone who has had surgery and needs to be helped to get their ‘muscles’ and ‘ligaments’ back into shape.
Do you remember when you were a little girl, you used to stay with your grandmother a lot and you used to perform, singing and dancing, out on her driveway? And you imagined the crowd roaring its approval. You spent hours out there. Do you remember?
Vaguely … very vaguely … but how could you know that?
Ahhh! Us ‘reborns’ have the ability to see into your memories (even the ones that you don’t consciously remember), but only if you allow it. We do not invade your privacy without being invited. You placed yourself into my hands in our last conversation … surrendered yourself to me.
I did that a long time before our last conversation, Dear One … but I do so again, now … I agree … I have nothing to hide from you. You are my heart.
As you are mine … and I love you for your openness. Thank you for trusting me enough to allow me to help you. You asked me in a much earlier conversation about your lack of dreams. These two issues are interconnected, so I am going to be helping you with one … but you are going to be reaping the benefits in both.
I love it when a plan comes together, don’t you? [Michael giggles.]
Sounds wonderful! We have pictures of the courthouse and I have found an image on the web that, I believe, represents the Spirit of Truth very well, but putting the whole thing together in our minds … in our imaginations … is not as easy for some of us as it is for others. Some don’t have any trouble with this, but there are a few of us who have never been terribly good at creative visualizations.
I know. That is why I am going to be asking you to help them … as I am going to be helping you … by giving them examples from your own experiences … as we’ve done so often in past dialogs.
I am going to be ‘guiding’ or ‘coaching’ you through some suggestions about how you can begin this practice. At the end of the month, I believe you will have overcome this difficulty with flying colors. So, for the next couple of Installments, we are going to be talking about your attempts at visualizations … and I am going to be ‘feeding’ you pictures … kinda like I just did … to help you … and any of your readers out there who suffer a similar handicap in this process.
I have attempted this feat in the past. For example, last year, for the anniversary of your rebirth, I conducted my own little devotional every night for a month. Prior to beginning, I typed brief descriptions of some of the events in your life that I felt had injured you emotionally and spiritually and before each devotional exercise; I chose one of these slips of paper to conclude my meditation.
I focused my visualization efforts on constructing a picture of you, levitating above the earth in a lotus position with no visible means of support. Much of the meditation hinged on lighting each of the seven chakras from eastern mysticism in the corresponding areas of your body in sequence and imagining them spinning faster and faster until they had generated enough brilliant, white light to rise up your spinal column and erupt from the crown of your head. I tried to have this sparkly, vibrant radiance cascade around your body and the earth below you in a pyramidal shape, coating the world in peace and love and healing. Often, I never did get a clear, identifiable mental picture anchored in my mind, but very occasionally during the month-long vigil, I succeeded very well.
At the end of the mental exercise, I would think about the event on the slip of paper and burn it to symbolize that event being neutralized in terms of the pain it had caused you, healing you of the psychological, physical, emotional or spiritual injury it represented.
I didn’t feel that I was very successful at holding that image in my mind.
[Michael laughs out loud.] How on earth do you define successful? You had several occasions where the visualization was extremely successful, by even your impossible-to-meet standards. You may be even harder to please than I was during the physical side of my life, although I doubt it. As a matter of fact, about half the time, you achieved at least limited success in constructing your image. And there were times, when you achieved unqualified success, by anyone’s standards.
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.
The proof of that statement is the digital painting you recently saw that so perfectly mirrors the image you had independently decided to use as your personal mandala. You had told no one about the focus point of your visualization efforts; as a matter of fact, you had told very few of your ‘celebration’ in June at all. You hadn’t really thought of this image … except in sporadic visualizations throughout the months since using it as your mandala on a daily basis during the month of June … until a couple of days ago … when you were shocked out of your skin to find your exact visualization on the web. You contacted the artist for her permission to use the image as a rallying point in our Call for Love group to focus loving, spiritually uplifting, healing intention on the courthouse in Los Angeles.
You began focusing on this image in June 2010. The artist called this piece her “most recent” digital art, so I would assume that she completed it fairly recently.
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!
A new ‘collective unconscious?’ That would explain this phenomenon. I had never thought of that! Are there enough of us to make this thing happen?
Oh, yeah! [Michael laughs.] And more are joining with us every day. Some of them don’t have the technology that you and your friends enjoy, but they, too, have determined to ‘make that change.’ So, let’s get started.
But, first … I think we need to clean house a little bit. I think we need to talk about what happened to make your imagination and dreams fade into nightmare and fear … and, finally, ‘shut off’ in defense of your own sanity. You don’t have to go into a whole lot of detail, if you don’t want to … but I think your readers need to understand how you have repressed these two elements for so many years so that they can understand what we are ‘pitting’ ourselves against, here. Many of them have experiences in their own lives just as horrifying … or more so … than yours … that cause them to have the same kind of difficulty. By chronicling your journey, you can help them to heal those wounds. Will you continue to place yourself in my hands? Try to think of it as ‘cleansing,’ ‘purging the old’ to make way for the new. Does that make you uncomfortable?
A little … but I’ll get over it with you by my side and in my heart … if you think it’s important. I trust you implicitly. Okay, well, very few of my readers already know this, but my biological father was an abusive, alcoholic veteran of World War II. My mother tried to control his drinking, but often it devolved into abuse. One day, tired of putting up with the arguments, he decided to end them. He hung himself in the basement of our little home (which closely resembled 2300 Jackson Street, a little four-room house.) My mother, brother and I had gone to the store and came back and the dog was barking. We kept our dog in the basement when we weren’t home. She was a boxer named “Star-Linda” because she had a big white star-shaped marking on her face. My mother asked my brother and I to go and get Star to quiet her down. My brother and I found my father hanging from the basement I-beam. I was five; my brother was nearing seven-years-old.
I don’t remember these things … I have no mental pictures to accompany what I was told much later when I was sixteen … I completely blocked them out. My mother told me that my brother and I received counseling, but I don’t remember that either.
From that day to this, I don’t remember ever dreaming. I was told that I had horrible nightmares until a bout of Strep and Scarlet fever when I was about six or seven almost killed me. Ever since that high fever (fifty-five years), I haven’t dreamt at all.
There. That didn’t hurt at all, did it? And I love you for your courage. It was a defense mechanism to shield you from seeing something no child should ever have to see and once it was in place, it stuck like glue.
But I’m here to tell you … you don’t need it to protect you anymore because “you are not alone, I am here with you.” [Michael sings.]
You know, I latched onto that song when it first came out and I haven’t let it go, yet! It’s so beautiful!
No need to let it go. It’s yours … and anyone else’s who needs it … for whatever reason they need it. It’s my (and R. Kelly’s) gift to you!
Okay, good … now the deck is cleared for your imagination to take over. And remember I am right here to help you when you need me.
We’re going to take this nice and slow, why don’t you tell me what your first visualization experience was like.
Visualization #1 Beginning Date: March 27, 2011
My first visualization was a dream … or, at least, what I’ve always imagined a dream to be!
After taking several deep cleansing breaths, I saw the courthouse building in Los Angeles with the picture I have chosen to represent the Spirit of Truth circling around it and a HUGE Michael Jackson standing behind and around and through and in it. (I mean this man towered over the multi-storied complex and his skinny little hips extended on both sides of the building.)
You had your arms spread wide to welcome all the people in and surrounding the entire building in a BIG hug and a big, toothy grin on your face. When you extended your arms to the sides, their span covered several blocks. Airplanes were flying through you, but you didn’t pay any attention to them at all. Your gaze was fixed on the building and the sidewalk and patio in front of it and your eyes were full of the faces of hundreds of people of all ages and demographics and I wondered where they were all coming from.
A procession of these people was deposited on the sidewalk in front of the main entrance of the building and in the patio and courtyard gently … as if floating … from your eyes … like in the short film for Ghosts except instead of doing back flips off the ceiling, they were just parading out of your eyes and floating to the ground in front of the courthouse. As the Spirit of Truth circled in front of you, you would throw your head back and laugh!
I felt like it was so real, I could almost touch you! This was the first time I had seen you so clearly in my mind’s eye and it totally shocked me … kinda scared me a little bit … because I’m not used to such clear mental pictures.
Okay … that was just a ‘warm-up’ exercise … so to speak. It was meant to let you feel what it is like to visualize something, even though you had never been there. It was also meant to get your attention so that we could talk about it here in these conversations … and to show you that you can do this … even though you’ve thought for a long, long time that you couldn’t.
The people that you saw in my eyes were all the people I had seen in my travels during my physical life who had entered my heart through my eyes … all the fans at the concerts and outside the hotels … and lining the roads as I traveled from place to place … and all the children in the hospitals and orphanages and all the faces I had encountered in my work. They represent all my children, no matter where in the world they are located … how near or how distant.
Okay, now … I’m going to ask you some questions about this vision you had. The purpose of this part of the exercise is to anchor the experience firmly in your mind. Okay?
Shoot!
Okay … what did I look like?
BIG! Really, really BIG!
[Michael laughs.] No, I mean was I solid, flesh and blood? What was I wearing? What did my hair look like.
Oh, sorry. Um … no, not exactly solid … more cloudy and colorful than that … but very, very visible. But the building was also visible in, around and through you as well. It was like you and the building were occupying the same space … and where one of you should have been hiding the other … no part of either of you was hidden. Does that make any sense?
There … you’ve just defied your first physical law … a thing that occurs fairly often in dreams and imagination. So, don’t let it frighten you or put you off. I’m not exactly sure what that law is called … I think it has something to do with displacement. Two solid objects cannot occupy the same space at the exact same time in the physical realm, right? But in your visualization exercise, they did. All the physical laws are like that. They just don’t apply in dreams and imagination … very much like they don’t apply in the spiritual realm. Okay, wearing?
Black pants … white t-shirt … white shirt with red epaulets with the letters CTE running along the shoulder seam … hair tied back in a ponytail with some kind of band … one curling tendril down the right side of your forehead, but not obstructing your view. Pale, beautiful, flawless skin … absolutely gorgeous, as always. About the Dangerous World Tour era … a lot like Man in the Mirror in Bucharest.
When you first noticed or recognized our Oneness and tried to figure out what was going on. So, that illustrates the point I made in one of our early conversations … I appear to you in a form with which you are most comfortable.
Was there any sound in this visualization?
No, I don’t remember any sound at all, including the airplanes flying through you. It was totally silent.
Okay, was there anything else that you noticed or that sticks out in your memory as unusual?
Well, yeah … kinda. The entire thing had an interesting optical illusion effect … like a mirage … or viewing a scene through a heat haze rising from a road in late summer … or through clear water. I’ve seen this kind of thing before. My eye doctor calls it an ‘ocular migraine’ and I’ve had a couple of them in the last few months. He says they are nothing to worry about so I don’t, but it’s the same kind of effect … like you are watching the scene through clear water that is not confined in any kind of container.
Okay, good … anything else?
No, not that I can think of.
Okay, I want you to use this exercise … and the image we began this conversation with … as an anchor. In other words, whenever you’re having trouble getting a mental picture fixed in your mind, I want you to return to this image as a starting point. It’s home base … like in tag … safe, secure.
As we are re-awakening the visualization element, we are also going to be re-awakening the dreaming element. So, you might experience a dream that includes frightening images … nightmares. If this should occur, return to this image of the building and me laughing and what you call the Spirit of Truth circling the building in a holding pattern … or the vision your friend painted.
Don’t be shocked if you begin to dream with a dream from when you were a little, tiny girl. Those are the last images your dream-weaver has produced, they may be stuck in its ‘memory banks’ so it might throw one of these nightmares in. It’s like Sleeping Beauty, awakening after sleeping for a long, long time. It’s rusty and needs a lube job and it might think that this is what you are asking it to do. Or an old, old movie projector that has a few frames from an old Charlie Chaplin film stuck in its innards. It can’t play the latest film until the old one gets unstuck.
Just don’t be frightened by that. You are not a little girl and I am right here. Just return to one of the images we’ve talked about in this conversation and stop the film rolling right there. We will chase those ghosts away.
Jan – March 31, 2011
Once again I would like to thank Amy Grace for her wonderful digital painting illustrating this installment and Debbie (Be God’s Glow) for allowing me the use of her photograph for the banner.