But here I am barefoot and sitting at the feet of an unexpected master…
My research into the life and body of work of Michael Jackson began after something in me stirred in the theater. and it is still stirring, sometimes agitating, sometimes churning.
This has been quite the journey! My writings have been shared with fans worldwide and I have been receiving the most incredible thoughtful and heart-centered letters from people all over this globe.
Michael touched people in a very deep and profound way that few ever have. There are millions of people in our world who live in their heartspace and know how to love because of Michael and Michael’s messages to the world. I call them MJ’s “Sparkle People” because they shimmer like his Billie Jean jacket. In this space now and for the future, I share my remarkable journey of hanging out with Michael Jackson.
If you have stories to tell… I am barefoot and waiting to listen.
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"Sparkle People" hee hee 🙂 Again, love your blog. I remember years ago, before the internet existed (remember that? lol) I knew that this relationship with Michael was something special. It felt spiritual. On another level, one that I could never convey to anyone around me without sounding like a nut. I didn't know any other fans — or at least ones that felt what I felt. But I could FEEL the others. I could FEEL us, out there, all over the world. I really could. And I felt that we were here to do something special. How this all works, I don't know. Who is Michael? Who are we? Did we all agree together to come here at this time to do something important at a crucial time in humanity's development? And was that sparkly jacket like a seed planted in our soul memory that would remind us why we came here again? I don't know, but it's something special. And always has been.
L.O.V.E. to all of you!
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I am stunned. This site is amazing. I've only just begun to absorb what I'm reading here, but I had to tell you, this site has truth and beauty like I haven't seen in any other Michael site. I can't believe this. Thank you with all my heart.
I am humbled by your site. Your work is TRULY wonderful, peaceful, serene and enlightening.
Very interesting your thoughts about Michael. I completely agree with the way you described him. I would like very much to translate this into Portuguese.
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I never thought for any moment in my life that Michael was “different.” I was also introverted, kept to myself, loved animals with all my heart, fought for human rights and equality, and was an artist myself. I painted, drew and was a pretty good dancer. So I thought that everyone was like Mike and me and the whole world would take him in with no reservations. How wrong was I? I became a vegeteian just like him and was also fasting and dancing every Sunday, just like he tought me. He was my greatest hero, mentor, teacher, inspiration, guiding force in my life. I never drank, smoked, took drugs, had tatoos, but spent my money sending it to Africa, caring about the poor, fighting Injustice and racism whenever i encountered it. Unlike other fans, I didnt go to concerts and bought all the records, did not follow him around, but I fought his fights, followed the message in his songs with all my heart n soul, because it was also my purpose in life, I believe. I fought injustice and prejudice, tried to bring peace as much as I could, tried to save as many animals as I could, tried to preserve the environment, and sent money to the orphans in Africa and the world over. That was Michael’s cause and that was his message his entire life. That was not lost on me. Never lost sight of it, not even for a second.
You see, he was my whole world… bigger influence than my own parents, and I am who I am because of him. He made me who I am. When I heard of his passing, I cried, I screamed, I begged God to bring him back and take me instead, and then, I mourned… like many other fans. But ultimately, I was relieved. No one could hurt him anymore, no one could touch him, no one could say another mean word… he was free, finally… free to roam the world… His heart and soul were so big, enought to wrap the world around 3 times and we can all feel his love, if we only try… His love will be around forever. His legacy is unsurpassed. He achieved in 50 years what all of us together could never do in a million years… he achieved his purpose on earth and God took him home. And I am alright with that… till we meet again… but he will live forever in my heart and in the hearts of all of us…