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Still Healing the world

I watched a man today
on the street
dance for the sheer joy of it
all by himself,
with no embarrassment,
no restraint,
no holding back

and it was the most beautiful thing–
a thing to behold.
He danced because he could,
because the music would not censor him
nor allow hesitation;
nor did the world.

And I thought of Michael Jackson
how he danced with abandonment,
how he thrilled the world,
healed the world,
how he is still healing
a world that even though
he’s gone now
still won’t let him heal.

I watched another man today
dance with light,
and thought of one who came before
who also danced with light,
how he let it pour in and through–
a different kind of light,
the light within.

I remembered how he danced it,
shared it with abandonment,
and how fiercely he loved
to thrill the world
to heal the world
to dance with light
to LIGHT the world
all for LOVE.


Michael Jackson still healing the world:

Singers at the United Nations

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  1. Aberjhani said . . .

    A beautiful concept sublimely executed, in the exquisite poem as well as the videos. There are those extremely rare performing artists who give so much of their soul to their spiritual artistry that eventually they become the music they make and they live on as notes vibrating the very healing beauty and love of which you write– through time and space and human DNA.

    In a similar manner, there are those dancers of light who themselves eventually become choreographed emanations of incandescent wonder. Those threads of illuminated voice and gesture are always present to help point the way to the next higher level, that manifestation of love that wells up shining from within and flows dancing and singing out into a world that needs it so badly.

    Peace, Blessings, and Happy National Poetry Month

    Posted March 28, 2014 at 3:36 pm | Permalink
  2. B. Kaufmann said . . .

    Light dancer beautifully described. And words of praise from a master bard mean a lot. (blushing) Happy poetry month to you, maestro.

    Michael Jackson defied gravity. When he is moving his body it’s like light become liquid. But there is that other kind of light…

    I saw it for the first time while watching “This Is It” and left the theater mouth agape. Surely I must have imagined it! So I went back to see if my mind had indeed invented it. But no– there it was blazing in the same place I had witnessed before. Once glimpsed, it becomes more easily recognizable even when dim. I went back many times mouth still agape and the light of creation was clearly visible. I was clearly watching an inspired artist and in an instant I knew him. Then I read “Dancing the Dream” which confirmed, for me, the presence of the light. In researching his life, I found references he made to it over and over but it was passed over, mistaken for naivete or sappy sentimentality by an “odd” character thought “deranged” and eventually– “sinister.”

    And my suspicions about him were definitively confirmed while at Brad Sundberg’s “In the Studio with MJ” with a recording in his own words. He clearly knew. And knew that he knew.

    Marianne Williamson expresses beautifully how we fear our own light. I think we fear more its vacuum imagined. Inside this fear is a longing that goes unrecognized and unfulfilled that compulsively and unconsciously impels us into comparison. When we stand next to (physically or metaphorically) someone who allows his light to shine, we believe our shadow and our own defeat. And that invites shadow unleashed and produces all manner of projection. In Jackson’s case it was cultural and global.

    My mouth is agape now because light and truth was so sadly and widely missed. Because “we” were so cynically mislead. Because those who refused their own light compulsively and relentlessly attacked him (and still do.) But mostly because the damage not just to him, but to us– takes my breath away.

    We all have that same light. We all have the power to tap it and amplify it and share it with the world. What if we all did that while we worked together to change and heal the world? That was Michael Jackson’s question. That was his message. That is what was lost under stupid “celebrity gossip,” his cultural exploitation and abuse (for the financial gain of a few) while the many, led by the pronouncements of the few, dismissed him as an “oddball” or “freak” or worse– someone who would harm the very children he was seeking to empower. They didn’t hear the message because the messenger was hamstrung, discredited, effectively silenced and eventually killed.

    “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” ~Marianne Williamson

    Posted March 28, 2014 at 4:46 pm | Permalink
  3. gertrude said . . .

    I am The Light he said. And he wasn’t playing.
    WE are the Light. LET IT SHINE.

    Posted April 7, 2014 at 2:07 am | Permalink

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