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Dancing the Moon- a Dialogue

Michael Jackson had a special relationship with the moon. In his book: Dancing the Dream, he tells of his conversations with the moon: “I cannot escape the moon. Its soft beams push aside the curtains at night. I don’t even have to see it—a cool blue energy falls across my bed and I am up. I race down the dark hall and swing open the door. Not to leave home but to go back to it. ‘Moon, I’m here!’ I shout.

“Good,” she replies. Now give us a little dance.”

Michael’s signature dance: the moonwalk. The moon is a symbol of the Divine feminine, of watery mysteries, mysticism and alchemy. The moon has heard many conversations, been part of many rituals, lighted many ceremonial evenings, listened to many prayers and a holds wisdom, knowledge and magic for indigenous peoples of many origins, many cultures. There are many ancient moonwalkers.

Michael wanted to visit the moon in his lifetime.NASA was contacted and Edgar Mitchell was excited about the possibility of the terrestrial world’s known moonwalker someday visiting the moon. He was able to see it happening for Michael and that it would be only a matter of time.

Edgar Mitchell, while in space during a moon mission had his own extraordinary mystical experience and came back to found the Institute of Noetic Science which to this day, is a cutting edge research avenue into man’s relationship with the cosmos. NASA thought Michael might make it to the moon sooner than anyone could imagine.

Michael loved space, the moon, stars, the cosmos and NASA. At the end of his concerts during his “Dangerous” tour, he became his dream– an astronaut complete with suit, gear and helmet.

A fan reported, though not confirmed by family, that Michael was interred in September just as the moon went into its full phase. She says the interment was Thursday September 3, 2009 at 9:43 Pacific time. She contacted her planetarium to find out if her suspicions were confirmed. The report: On September 3, 2009 at 9:L43 pm the moon was 99.76% full at 28 degrees in the southeast. It rose at 7:02 pm PDT and will set at 6:44am on the 4th. She believes Michael’s family did something special for Michael. Michael was born when the moon was full. His funeral occurred during full moon and it appears he was interred with the moon when full. It’s a lovely thought for the one constant mistress and love of his life was the moon.

He was interred in a section called the Sanctuary of Ascension in Holly Terrace at the Forest Lawn Memorial Park in Los Angeles… city of angels.

About dancing in moonlight, Michael says “This is my favorite dance, because it contains a secret. The faster I twirl, the more I am still inside. My dance is all motion without, all silence within. As much as I love to make music, it’s the unheard music that never dies. And silence is my real dance, thought it never moves. It stands aside, my choreographer of grace, and blesses each finger and toe.

“I have forgotten the moon now and the sea and the dolphins, but I am in their joy more than ever. As far away as a star, as near as a grain of sand, the presence rises, shimmering with light. I could be in it forever, it is so loving and warm. But touch it once, and light shoots forth from the stillness. It quivers and thrills me and I know my fate is to show others that this silence, this light, this blessing is my dance. I take this gift only to give it again.

Quick, give! Says the light.” (c) 1992 Dancing the Dream, Michael Jackson

Breakfast with Hope: A Dialogue
Waitress Jill: “Here’s your coffee; now how would you like those eggs?
B: “Moon side up.”
Jill: “Pardon me?”
B: “Just kidding. Sunny side up.”

S: Thank you, the same for me.”
B: “It’s been a long time.”
S: “Way too long.”
B: “I miss doing dream circle; how many years was it we dreamed together?”
S: “Me too; we should do a Dream Reunion with the group.”

B: “Well, that’s kind of why I called you.”
S: “Ok, so what’s on your mind?”
B: “Well, I know you will understand this. And as a psychologist you know I respect your opinion. Besides, I trust you; I’ve wandered around in your dreams.”
S: “I remember; you always had such deep dreams; so much meaning. Sometimes I wondered where you were hanging out at night!”
B: ‘Yeah, well then this dreamscape should come as no shock to you…”
(More conversation)

S: ‘Wow, this work sounds really, really important.”
B: “Oh, that’s not all. The people who come—the admirers, the fans, those new to Michael, those revisiting his work, those who felt something after his death, those who are curious… they are all having an awakening. Or they are reminded of their knowing. And they are all living Michael’s message in some way.”
S: “Are you saying it’s some kind of collective phenomenon?”
B: “That’s exactly what I am saying. It’s happening all over the world. All kinds of people.”
S: “So you think all these people are tapped into something in the collective unconscious?”
B: “I know they are. But it’s not all unconscious. The levels of knowledge and understanding are different. Some know the mission in the message; some sense something but feel confused. Most are still very tender and raw with grieving and from processing shadow.”
S: “But they are all having this similar experience; like a collective dream?”
B: “Precisely- a collective dream. What I want to know is if you guys have a name for this. Have you heard of this kind of experience before? Has someone done studies, some cutting edge research, maybe a dissertation?”
S: “Oh my; I have a friend who is a Jungian Psychologist; I remember her saying that she had some kind of epiphany and was really curious about Michael Jackson and his work…”
(More conversation)

B: “So, you get the picture here? You get the magnitude?”
S: “I have to tell you that you have just given me more hope than I have encountered anywhere from anyone in… well, I can’t remember! And you understand what this means for them, for you, for the future, for the world?”
B: “Oh yes; I completely understand the potential and the vector of this experience. I get glimpses of where it’s going, where we are all going. I get hints and nudges and sometimes I get launched. Occasionally lurched… forward. It fits with what I already know, my exploration and the path my life has taken, the ministry and work. It is the message. It is the alchemy.”
S: “This is so exciting! These people are already in that frequency! They get it about infusing love into the collective! I always saw him as a kind of tragic figure. Well, this has really changed my mind. I am intrigued. I’m glad you called, glad you told me. I had no idea the genius of the man!”

B: “The genius of him and whom he recruited! They are all living the message, dreaming the collective dream.” You know the archetypal message: mythic tragic hero, the king, Camelot, the chalice and the sword, the treasure in the holy grail…”
S: “So… the work in the dream circle…”
B: “Oh that was only the beginning. Oh sweet sleep perchance to dream! Wait till you see the movie! Starring Earth! Dream in the flesh… and it shimmers. Sheer illumination. Bio luminescence! Divine Sparkle!”
S: “Wow; I have to tell you something… my body feels lighter all of a sudden. I leave here with more hope than I think I have ever felt before. I feel a little like dancing.”
B: “Hmmmm. Wonder where you got that impulse?”
S: “Wow, chills. I leave here with hope! Gosh, there is hope! Let me know… So, we’d better get to the service; we’re going to be late if we don’t get going.”
B: “Yeah, OK. Who’s doing the sermon? What is the sermon today?”
S: “D’s doing it; and it’s about ‘The Power of Quan Yin.”
B: “Whoa, are you serious? Quan Yin?”
S: “Well, yes. Why?”
B: “Well, I just told you that I did a huge thing dancing with shadow. And then an invitation to a ‘shifting the shadow’ thing. And we did it on the new moon within the solar eclipse.”
S: “And… the sermon…”
B: “Quan Yin is the mother goddess of compassion. She is depicted in many ways… one is the dragon; she can be fiercely compassionate. She can also be divine mother and nurturer. The legend goes… she practiced spiritually until she reached the stage of enlightenment where the next step is Nirvana. She was poised to step away from the world and into the light of the cosmos when she heard the cries of human beings still suffering in shadow. She had great compassion for their pain, their woundedness, their intense suffering. Instead of going on to Nirvana, she turned around and stepped back into the world. She decided to go back and stay, lending her energy until everyone here reaches enlightenment and is ready to step into Heaven or Nirvana. Quan Yin is linked to the moon—she’s considered the goddess of the New Moon.”
S: “Wow such Divine synchronicity!”
B: “Yes, and a little dance from another moonwalker.”


  1. BeGodsGlow said . . .

    Wow. I love this conversation and how it was tied up with the connection between Quan Yin, the moon and the moonwalker. The other night when I was praying for Haiti I suddenly thought of Quan Yin. She just popped into my mind. I hadn't thought of her for a long time. I asked for her help in Haiti, even though most of them probably have no idea about her. So I found it a nice synchroncity to bump into her here 🙂

    Thanks & I LOVE your blog!

    Posted January 21, 2010 at 5:47 am | Permalink
  2. MJ said . . .

    Hi just a note
    Michael was born on full moon,you know this. Both Memorial and Funeral were at full moons too.
    I just find that poetic.

    Love what you write
    Mari Josee

    Posted January 24, 2010 at 8:47 pm | Permalink
  3. marga1961 said . . .

    Michaels book Dancing the Dream is beautiful, amazing, touching. This book IS Michael, the Inner Michael! What an irreplaceable genius he is/was, there will never be such a man! And his funeral at full moon, how lovely. The idea brings tears in my eyes. His great unreleased song “Scared of the Moon” gives me the shivers. The Moon in this song again plays a mayor role in his life; but he was NOT scared of the moon. God bless Michael, his family especially his kids. Rev. Barbara, thank you so much for this site. Greetings from the Netherlands.

    Posted April 15, 2010 at 2:54 pm | Permalink

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