My Gift From Michael
My Gift from Michael
For years I’d been living as if on “automatic.” I got up each morning, sent the kids off to school, went to work, came back home, cooked, cleaned, paid the bills, on and on and on… Although I’m blessed with good health, wonderful family and friends, and a great profession which I love very much, something always seemed “missing.”
Something happened on June 25, 2009 that opened my eyes and made me question what life was all about. I learned of Michael Jackson’s death and a trigger set off inside me. I began looking into his life’s work and developed a kind of “obsession with Michael,” as my family calls it. His lyrics began to have a different meaning for me. Yes, they’re beautiful to listen to and dance to, but it is as if they lifted a veil from my eyes that I didn’t know was there. They reach so deeply into my core that it gives me shivers. Life has taken on a new meaning for me.
The more I looked into his life, the farther I went down my own path of soul-searching. I began to feel a connection not only to Michael, but to all that’s around me. I AM everyone and everything. I AM LOVE. Love is not an emotion; it is being at ONE with everything and everyone. I marvel at the simplest things, like a funny shaped cloud, or a perfect snow flake hitting the windshield. I look at children and see the light in their eyes. And their laughter is like music from Heaven in my ears. How blind was I that I didn’t see all this before?
So, the question “what is the meaning of life” has been answered for me because of the magic of Michael Jackson: the meaning of life is simply to just “live.” It is experiencing life with all its wonderments and challenges with an open heart. That changes the world for the better because I am changed. THAT is the legacy Michael has left me, and so I am forever grateful to him. He is more than a musical genius. He is the messenger I didn’t know I was waiting for.