Saturday night - we're sitting out on the patio watching the rain listening to Michael Jackson songs on the radio -
.... and we're moving our hips and singing along. The words imprinted into our hearts when we were young roll off the tongue as the heart opens and shares FEELINGS. The tears start flowing like the rain....
The World lost a prophet - a BROTHER from another mother - ISH BESH KENA as the BriBris say. His genius - his sharing - baring his divinity through the music - the melodies that shook me up, the words that stirred my intellect, the easy beat to it all. I had forgotten what an integral part Michael Jackson played in my childhood and teens and 20s and 30s, tee hee!!!
Songs I heard on the radio which vibrated into my soul - my heart, my hips. I felt and moved thanks to Michael's voice and the radios that pumped the air with him. His music touched me DEEPly. Me and millions of people just like me, all around the world, still swinging our hips and clapping our hands and singing ALOUD ...
Ma ma se ma ma sa ma ma coo sa
The tears help release layers of stale, stubborn and stuck - cell memories and dormant muscles (like pushing through sludge) as the cells slowly reveal their secrets to you. My hands heat up as I place them together to pray. To celebrate the gift of MICHAEL and the legacy he left behind. The music - the memories - the melting.
If you want to make the world a better place
Take a Look at yourself then make the change
Gotta get it right while you got the time .....
This grief - so cleansing - so healing - so many layers sloughing off. Connecting deeper into the body where I FEEL the music. Thank you BROTHER Michael. I am so grateful for all that you gave in your lifetime - every song, every dance, every connection with my soul, OUR SOUL. I am so blessed & INspired.
(Paraphrased for emphasis & KISS)
Singing & crying with Mama Earth in Hollywood, Florida. At least La Luna is back out to play. Very good. Very good. Yay!!!
Peace & Love, Just Because,