For some reason most people think that because someone is in the public eye or says something publicly it holds more meaning. Stars are more "important" or what someone "famous" says is better than an every day Joe. I've learned through the years that most often it's just the opposite. It's the lady serving food at the shelter for the homeless or the nurse who checks on dad just one more time before she leaves her shift that makes the most difference in the world. The ones that really count.
Five years ago today I watched a multitude of people come out of the woodwork to say and pay tribute to Michael Jackson. His artistry, the mark he had made on history and his inspiration around the world. Yet the most touching part of any of those tributes was from a little girl unknown to the public at the time, named Paris. Michaels daughter Paris, stood at the microphone of a star studded theater and simply spoke from her heart. It was the most meaningful speech I have every heard and paid tribute to Michael in more ways than one in a demonstration of pure emotion.
I don't like to celebrate this day. I don't like to remember it. I'd rather have Michael still here in the body. Selfishly I wish he could have remained. And, although I am assured he is still here in spirit, as are many others that have passed, I will miss his earth life a great deal. In thinking about what I could write on this particular day I could think of no other way to pay tribute to my friend and soul partner than to speak from the heart.
I miss the anticipation of his next album and hearing what he told me he was writing about.
I miss him singing the lyrics to his next songs
I miss the way he defied the lies told about him
I miss his courage and conviction in the truth
I miss the way he wanted to change the world
I miss the anticipation of meeting him the next time
I miss the wondering about what great good he would do
I miss the way he gave whole proceeds from tours to charity
I miss the way his heart sank when someone else felt sad
I miss the way he used his celebrity to help heal the world
But most of all, I miss the way he still believed in people even though they treated him so cruelly. It's not often we are blessed with people like Michael and Nelson Mandela; I could name many, but it seems the ones that do the most good are persecuted the worst. After every thing was said and done, looking back at Michael's life I see nothing but sacrifice and goodness. At the hands of a very cruel public and greedy men around him, he still maintained a sense of innocence and belief in humanity and our world as a whole. I pray his life holds testament to the power of our father, our faith and the way we can all live our lives. Believing in ourselves, a higher power, a true calling and making a difference in the world we are all a part of.
On this day June 25, 2014, five years after his death I still mourn the "what could have been". I still hold onto what can be no longer, but what can be is the dream. We are still dancing and will keep on dancing, dream after dream, and in that I know that the love we shared and that he shared with the world will go on forever. He is now the sun, the moon and the stars. Where we are, he is and where he is we will be. So as you continue your dance in life remember this very important thing: Where ever love is you'll find yourself, where you find yourself you will find me. When all is lost in the world there is still hope and that hope is what keeps our dreams alive. A hope for a better tomorrow, a wish for a better way of living, and a dream of being one in all our hearts.
Message from Michael:
"Being together with you has been inspiring for me too. I see your faces light up in the crowds of people and it makes my heart soar. I loved to hear the cheers, the laughter and the play of the children at my home in Neverland and I'll never forget the love shared on this day of my passing and others. The prayers and heart felt wishes continue and I'm amazed at all the love the world has to offer one man like me. My children remain in my heart as do many others at this time and always. If you wish to see me again, make a solemn vow to believe in yourself and when you do you will believe in me. Like Christ said I have come and I have risen. I do the same and so will you. When your time comes we'll be together. For now the space between us is small and in the future that space will be even smaller. Planes come together in unison and all things will be made manifest and seen on many levels. I hope you enjoyed my music. My life was incredible and lived to the fullest I could imagine. I missed some things, you know that, but I'd do it all over again knowing how it has changed so many lives. My wish to heal the world has touched many and because of that there are many still carrying on that work. Thank you so much for taking the time to honor my life and family. You are so important to the work that needs to be done in the world still. I say that. I mean it. We are still working on this side too. Elizabeth, Nelson, we all are trying to do our part. So keep going, don't give up. Love each other and make a way for a new world beginning now. Peace and love to everyone, especially my family, my children and friends that have been so so dear to my heart. Alexandria be good, I know you read this. Don't forget what I told you, good men don't die . . . "
Five years ago today I watched a multitude of people come out of the woodwork to say and pay tribute to Michael Jackson. His artistry, the mark he had made on history and his inspiration around the world. Yet the most touching part of any of those tributes was from a little girl unknown to the public at the time, named Paris. Michaels daughter Paris, stood at the microphone of a star studded theater and simply spoke from her heart. It was the most meaningful speech I have every heard and paid tribute to Michael in more ways than one in a demonstration of pure emotion.
I don't like to celebrate this day. I don't like to remember it. I'd rather have Michael still here in the body. Selfishly I wish he could have remained. And, although I am assured he is still here in spirit, as are many others that have passed, I will miss his earth life a great deal. In thinking about what I could write on this particular day I could think of no other way to pay tribute to my friend and soul partner than to speak from the heart.
I miss the anticipation of his next album and hearing what he told me he was writing about.
I miss him singing the lyrics to his next songs
I miss the way he defied the lies told about him
I miss his courage and conviction in the truth
I miss the way he wanted to change the world
I miss the anticipation of meeting him the next time
I miss the wondering about what great good he would do
I miss the way he gave whole proceeds from tours to charity
I miss the way his heart sank when someone else felt sad
I miss the way he used his celebrity to help heal the world
But most of all, I miss the way he still believed in people even though they treated him so cruelly. It's not often we are blessed with people like Michael and Nelson Mandela; I could name many, but it seems the ones that do the most good are persecuted the worst. After every thing was said and done, looking back at Michael's life I see nothing but sacrifice and goodness. At the hands of a very cruel public and greedy men around him, he still maintained a sense of innocence and belief in humanity and our world as a whole. I pray his life holds testament to the power of our father, our faith and the way we can all live our lives. Believing in ourselves, a higher power, a true calling and making a difference in the world we are all a part of.
On this day June 25, 2014, five years after his death I still mourn the "what could have been". I still hold onto what can be no longer, but what can be is the dream. We are still dancing and will keep on dancing, dream after dream, and in that I know that the love we shared and that he shared with the world will go on forever. He is now the sun, the moon and the stars. Where we are, he is and where he is we will be. So as you continue your dance in life remember this very important thing: Where ever love is you'll find yourself, where you find yourself you will find me. When all is lost in the world there is still hope and that hope is what keeps our dreams alive. A hope for a better tomorrow, a wish for a better way of living, and a dream of being one in all our hearts.
Message from Michael:
"Being together with you has been inspiring for me too. I see your faces light up in the crowds of people and it makes my heart soar. I loved to hear the cheers, the laughter and the play of the children at my home in Neverland and I'll never forget the love shared on this day of my passing and others. The prayers and heart felt wishes continue and I'm amazed at all the love the world has to offer one man like me. My children remain in my heart as do many others at this time and always. If you wish to see me again, make a solemn vow to believe in yourself and when you do you will believe in me. Like Christ said I have come and I have risen. I do the same and so will you. When your time comes we'll be together. For now the space between us is small and in the future that space will be even smaller. Planes come together in unison and all things will be made manifest and seen on many levels. I hope you enjoyed my music. My life was incredible and lived to the fullest I could imagine. I missed some things, you know that, but I'd do it all over again knowing how it has changed so many lives. My wish to heal the world has touched many and because of that there are many still carrying on that work. Thank you so much for taking the time to honor my life and family. You are so important to the work that needs to be done in the world still. I say that. I mean it. We are still working on this side too. Elizabeth, Nelson, we all are trying to do our part. So keep going, don't give up. Love each other and make a way for a new world beginning now. Peace and love to everyone, especially my family, my children and friends that have been so so dear to my heart. Alexandria be good, I know you read this. Don't forget what I told you, good men don't die . . . "
