Tuesday, June 30
Monday, June 29
THE SOLAR LOGOS
CALLED TO GO DEEPER
Sunday, June 28
A NEW DAY
Saturday, June 27
SWEETNES OF SUMMER
BLESS YOU MALLIKA CHOPRA
My brother and I had a magical childhood, and much of this was because of Michael. For us, Michael let us visit Neverland like it was our own – from movies to playing video games to bumper car rides to playing with the chimps to eating amazing chocolate chip cookies, we were able to take our cousins and friends to this magical place and just have pure fun. Eating meals with Michael in those days – almost 20 years ago now - was always an experience. He would start humming a tune and then excuse himself. When he came back, he would giggle with delight, explaining how music just came to him and he had to record it to save what came, he always said, came from some place else. Every moment we were with Michael, I would be utterly comfortable and utterly in awe at the same time.
My relationship with Michael was very different from that of my father and brothers. Michael and I shared an absolute love for children, and his heart cried about the pain children around the world faced. One day, while chatting with him about his upcoming Super Bowl performance, Michael was brainstorming how he could use the worldwide exposure for a greater cause, and the Heal The World Foundation was born. My first job, after graduating from college, was to launch the foundation with a small team. I was so proud of the work we did in that short time, only to find that our good intentions came to a halt when Michael was accused the first time of child molestation. Over night, understandably so, non-profits backed away from our efforts and we quietly closed shop. My family always maintained our belief that Michael was innocent in both cases – for those that were close to Michael, all would admit he was quirky and had bad judgment at times. But to think Michael could abuse a child was unfathomable in my mind.
Over the last decade, my relationship with Michael continued to be focused on kids, but now our own. (We remained connected through my best friend, Grace, who served as their nanny for many years.) It was amazing for me to witness in those early years how enamored Michael was with his children. He changed their diapers through the night, sang and played with them, rocked them to sleep, bathed them and had to change his own outfits when they threw up on him – the same routine that all parents know and love. In the few times we spoke, he would always reflect on the miracle of being a parent. He also protected them in a way that reflected his own lost childhood, and his paranoia about being taken advantage of. Paris, Prince and Blanket are three beautiful children. With Michael gone, I truly pray that they will find some peace and be spared the heart wrenching pain that their father faced time and time again in his life.
I write this blog in London after having a very surreal encounter with the kind of people that Michael was always paranoid about. I will spare the details, but in those few hours, where I felt my kids were in a vulnerable situation, I had just the tiniest insight into why Michael became so paranoid in his life. So sad that such a trusting soul had to become so distrustful. Because truly he was a loving, trusting soul.
Here in London, like in much of the world, every television channel paid tribute to Michael Jackson. As I watched some clips with my two young daughters (7 and 5), I found I had so much to explain to them. Why did he have white skin (he had a skin disease)? Why did he look so different from when he was a kid? (A fascinating discussion about plastic surgery followed). Why did he look so weird? Why did he hide all the time? What’s going to happen to Prince, Paris and Blanket? I patiently answered their questions, focusing on being a mom that needs to help her children understand a confusing world. The reality is that Michael's life and story brings up painful questions about how we see the world, see ourselves and treat others.
And, as we were watching, the Heal the World video came on. And finally after holding back all morning, my tears streamed down freely, as my two daughters held me. Hearing that song, in which Micheal sang about healing the world…
Michael truly had a gift to heal – his music and his sweet soul touched billions - and for that, I hope he will be remembered.
Friday, June 26
WILL YOU BE THERE
Go in peace brother, Love those who crucified you - shower light back in the world as you soar into the light.
mallikachopra My brother, Gotham, remembers MJ. #michaeljackson http://bit.ly/Wgpk7
My Friend Mike
When I was in my second year of college living on campus (at Columbia in NYC) with 4 suite mates, every time the phone rang, there was a race to answer it. Everyone wanted to be the guy to hear the “hello” on the other side just in case it was my friend Michael Jackson calling.
Most of those days, Michael was holed up on top of the Four Seasons, roughly 60 blocks away from where I lived on the upper Westside of Manhattan just near Harlem. I’d happily drift downtown, gain clearance from security downstairs who knew I was allowed free access to Michael’s suite, take the elevator all the way up and start ordering room service and watch movies on Mike’s tab. Eventually, Michael and I would get down to work. He was working on a new album and asked me to help him write lyrics for songs. It was an informal relationship – I’d wander downtown with a backpack full of dictionaries, and thesauri, and rhyming books. Michael would hum songs and talk about what he wanted to say with the song and we’d try and marry our skillsets and come up with something. We came up with great stuff. Michael swore me to secrecy those days. I happily complied
After we were done with those sessions – they’d usually go until about 2 AM or so – Michael would wander into the bathroom and come out with a sack he’d pulled out from under the toilet. In it, he kept several thousands of dollars. He’d ask me how much I wanted. I just sort of shrugged and he’d hand me a couple of thousand dollars. Soon, I’d be packing my dictionaries and thesauri and rhyming books in my backpack, calling my friends and telling them to meet me downtown. Within an hour, we’d be at Flashdancers “making it rain.”
Michael was always envious when I told him about my adventures with my friends. More than a few times, he’d get dressed up – dawning some sort of quasi-disguise – preparing to go with me, only to back down at the last minute or be held back by his security who would shake their heads and plainly say no to his misguided ambitions. Instead, he’d pour himself a tall glass of orange juice and settle in for the night to watch an old movie on TV, telling me to spend a few extra bucks for him. I happily complied.
My friendship with Michael was very special to me, and I like to think it was the same for him. Over the last few years, it always felt awkward to explain the origins of our friendship – that I met him initially when I was fifteen-years-old and that we instantly hit it off. I’d spend days at his Neverland Ranch, my sister, cousins, or other friends joining us in fantastical stretches filled with candy, arcade rides, late night movies and the absolute best chocolate chip cookies of all times. Likewise he’d visit our house in Massachusetts (he was very close to my father as well) where he’d sleep in the guest room. My mom got a great kick out of the fact that every morning Michael stayed, he’d try to make the bed (very badly) and offer to cook breakfast (very badly). Then when I was about 17, Michael invited me on the road with him – he was heading out to Europe on the biggest rock concert at the time (Dangerous tour) and wanted company. I begged and pleaded with my parents to let me go and they eventually said yes. Not a bad way to spend your summer vacation between junior and senior year of Highschool.
Over the years, as Michael faced his scandals, I often reflected on my own experiences with him as a teenager. People would ask me if I had endured anything strange or awkward with him. I’d answer truthfully that in all of my years with him, in every single moment, Michael was nothing but dignified and appropriate, never once doing anything that would be deemed scandalous with me. It was really that simple.
Check that. Back to those college days. One night he did call me in a panic. He had just gotten married to Lisa Marie Presley and needed advice – sex advice. He was incredibly nervous and said that he wanted to make sure that Lisa was impressed with his “moves.” He asked me if I had any advice. I answered with one word: “foreplay.”
“Really?” He answered. “Girls really like that?”
Over the last few years, Michael’s and my relationship evolved and matured greatly too. We both became fathers and that was the centerpiece of our most recent conversations the last few months. Returning the favor from my days as his “lyrical advisor,” he’s the one who monikered my half-Indian, half-Chinese son “The Chindian” which little Krishu Chen Xing Hua Chopra will now forever go by. We’d talk about how great it would be for our kids to grow up together, become as good friends as us, and set the world on fire. Michael admired the fact that I was able to find a wife, keep a wife, and gain her trust. I’d joke it was all about the foreplay! When his daughter Paris befell an accident a few years ago, he called my wife Candice (a physician) pleading for us to come to his house to check her out.
We did – Paris had fallen from a tree and cut herself deeply beneath the eye. Michael was devastated and confessed to me that he felt like the world’s worst father. I calmed him as Candice helped Paris get up from the bed where she lay so we could take her to the Emergency room to get some simple stitches. When I advised Michael of the plan, he pulled me into the bathroom, pulled a sack filled with thousands of dollars from beneath the toilet and asked me how much I needed for the Emergency room.
I shook my head: “this one’s on me.”
RIP in peace my friend.
INTO THE LIGHT
I was so proud of the article that Deepak wrote, and glad he got it out into the media, before the barrage of 'stuff' that will no doubt accompany this high media news.
Will we never learn to accept that we dont all fit into the same humdrum mode. Will we never learn that if someone is 'different' they dont have to be hounded and persecuted.
No, I feel not. Even now our David Wolfe's site is being hacked cause he is daring to speak out on the supplement industry. Even now children are being taken from sincere well meaning loving parents, who feed their children consciously. Whilst most of society is being allowed to terrorise their children with the most dire of junk foods and nobody says a word.
Now police are brutally beating and terrorising people. from behind the safety of a uniform and children are being taken from parents wanting to explore traditional modes of healing.
Jesus was different, they crucified him, witches were full of their wisdom, and they burnt them.
Let us celebrate life in its varied fullness.
Opening into awareness- have the courage to go beyond, the courage to accept Spirit as your Inner guide.
As we learn about the world through beliefs and headucation so we then open into the potential of beyond, remembering that all human knowledge is affected by human weakness.
The masters were super-natural- they opened to embrace the wisdom. Power comes from discipline. Discipline of centreing the mind. Physical, emotional and mental discipline. Feeling into the Power that we are. Knowing that our Word is the law. Constantly purifying ourselves, Respecting and appreciating.
The power comes from within as we dedicate our lives to the sacred way.
Knowing that all comes from within.~Feeling into philosophical discipline and spiritual discipline and opening into the Quest the Fusion and the Initiate.
Sourced and inspired from the 33 steps of Stuart Wilde in his book Infinite Self and other readings.
Thursday, June 25
I AM GOD
Awh. David shared such a beautyfull ceremony. So appreciative of Angela and Matt in sharing this sacred space. Blessings to you all. xxx
"I was working out at the gym on my lunch hour and an elderly lady was in there riding on the bike. She couldn't walk very well and used a cane, but she was in there working hard. When I was done exercising, I told her that I was going to wait for her until she got done and that I would walk her out to the car. It was a little ways to the car and it was a foggy, gloomy damp day here in Missouri. I walked her to the car and opened her door and I felt so good for helping her. She could have fallen so easily out in that damp parking lot and no one would have known she had fallen until one of us left. I know it is a small thing, but I felt so good inside for helping her and she smiled and said thank you to me. Her smile was enough to make my day." --tressyanne
Wednesday, June 24
Tuesday, June 23
Monday, June 22
STORY OF A SOUL
St. Therese of Lisieux
Sunday, June 21
Saturday, June 20
Tera Warner, founder of www.RawMom.com
From what I feel? this series of talks is more about conscious parenting rather than a '100% neurosis' raw parenting. I watched a short clip from this syster talking just today and she certainly wasnt contaminated with that rigidity, any more than many of the speakers are, so if you have seen the title raw - dont let that deter you from listening, I feel this flow of talks is going to be for ALL conscious mums who want to see their children make a difference on our planet earth, and living vibrant food obviously is a huge part of that, but its not all about that. ... and you can just scroll down through all the splurge to get to the bit of signing in with your email! Enjoy.
WELL DONE BROTHER
It can be done, trust the process, So proud of this brother. Doesnt have to be raw - just conscious food choices and loving awareness with high raw enjoyment.
Friday, June 19
GIFTS OF UNCERTAINTY
At a deeper level, the nature of life is uncertainty. It seems like the rules can be changed at any moment . . . that things we thought were certain in our youth now operate under totally different assumptions. Life’s uncertainty can feel unsettling and even, at times, threatening, but it’s also the source of our greatest joy. When we let go of the need to have an agenda for how things must turn out, we can experience the spontaneity and unanticipated pleasures of the present moment. Instead of trying to force situations or events, we are able to appreciate and feel grateful for what is around us right now."
Thursday, June 18
Sunday, June 14
"One day I was out for my daily walk when I saw this lady sitting by the corner store. She was a homeless lady, who had all her stuff with her. The next day she was in the same spot, so I stopped to talk to her about her life story. A few days later I had my smile card with me and some money, so I went to Denny's to get a gift card. I gave it to the lady by the store and when I gave the gift card to her with a smile card, she gave me a smile that is still in my mind. She said that she has not eaten in days and from that day on I get a smile from her whenever I see her."
Saturday, June 13
POSTURE OF EGO
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Thursday, June 11
ZAPPED EATING MULBERRIES
Syster friend loaned me a zapper - and I am amazed! Only used it a few times and feel amazing!? - My order of mulberries arrived from www.detoxyourworld.com and they truly are orgasmic. NO hard crunchy 'do my teeth in' bits. like I have had from other sites. These mulberrries are fresh, succulent and juicy, and I just feel so full of gratitude to all the staff and shazzie for manifesting such amazing super foods for us. Other mulberries I have had just havent had this vibrancy and aliveness, I am zapped with them too:) We are so blessed and we doooooooooo appreciate you all at DYW, thankyou.
And they arrived less than 24 hours.
Need to stop eating them now else I will get a tummy ache! :) - they are so lush though. Rminding myself around conscious eating :)
And its sunny - Love us all.
Wednesday, June 10
OUT & ABOUT
It's horrible, and it denies us from accessing our amazing natural potential that is available right here, right now.
If you want to release some tension right now, then take a deep breath now and realize that everything you ever wanted exists within you...not in the future, not somewhere else...but right here and now!
Isn't that amazing!!!"- Nick Good.
Wednesday, June 3