In Memory of Michael Jackson

As I sit this morning, drinking my coffee and watching MSN videos from CNBC on Michael Jackson's death, a chord is struck down deep inside my soul and this I wish to write about today. Since hearing of his death, I think of Michael everyday and am saddened; not of his death, but of the way those that loved him so much, whom he gave so much of himself to, turned away from him during a time in which he desperately needed the love and support of his fans, friends and family. I, too, feel guilty for falling prey to the tabloids and for, even a brief moment, thinking the heresay of Michael's molestation charges true. Shame. That is what I feel. Pure shame.

As I've contemplated Michael Jackson over the last several weeks, I've drawn the following conclusion. Michael Jackson was a being of pure light. He was the embodiment of innocence, love, life, giving and peace. He knew no other way to be. There was not a single chord of grey in this man's soul. Not a single one. His trials were grand. The trials in life, of his choosing before he came here to the earth realm, were huge. A responsibility that very few of us souls would willingly take on... but he did. And he did it to teach the world love, patience, kindness, charity; the epitome of a spirit of light.

Michael touches millions of people very deeply as he gave so much of himself to the world. Whether it be through his music or his very gracious charities. I remember as a child and through my teenage years, being enamored by Michael Jackson's music. There were many of his songs that resonated with something I was going through at those specific periods of my life. I believe that's how he touched so many people. And what a thrill to watch the man dance. Nobody at that time, or since, has danced like MJ. I still get excited while watching the many videos in which Michael performs. Wow. Nobody like Michael. Nobody.

And yet, as he gave everything he had to his fans, friends and family, Michael suffered very deeply. Michael lead the majority of his life in agonizing emotional pain. Pain from his childhood. The pain caused by his father. Michael reveals this pain, in recently released tapes recorded in early 2000-2001 by his good friend, a Rabbi. Tapes that he wished to be revealed after his death. He speaks of the ruthlessness of his father, the beatings, the threats if the Jackson kids did not perform to perfection, the constant pressure to be perfection; and for what reason? Capitalization. Joe Brown then, and to this day, has capitalized on his childrens fame. Money. That is what Joe chose to make his trial before coming here. The world's evil.

But Michael never let that slow him down. His spirit still radiated his innocence, his unique light and he continued, to the day of his death, to give. To give to humanity. And in his death, he continues to give. He continues to deliver a message to the world about traversity in life and how it can be overcome. How one can go through so much pain, yet still remain a beacon of light.

In the last decade of Michael's life, his eccentricites became obvious. And that's when people started to turn away from Michael, not realizing that deep emotional pain, and the fact that everybody, even those close to him, wanted something of him. He couldn't just be himself anymore. But it never stopped him from giving... He lead the last decade of his life in total seclusion. Raising three very beautiful and well-behaved children. He was a good father. That is evident in the recent videos of Michael's children and the many interviews conducted with those that were close to Michael and knew he and his kids.

Michael reveled in the innocence of children because they are what Michael related to best. His spirit of light, love, peace and innocence. I am convinced that the molestation charges filed against Michael Jackson were simple hoopla. Hoopla created by the taloids and a valiant effort of one negative light, in this case being the mother that filed charges, to benefit monetarily. It was a scheme derived by this mother and she succeeded. It happens to people all of the world, everyday.

Michael Jackson surrounded himself with children because he related to them. He wanted to protect and nurture them. Not harm them. He gave so much of his life to the benefit of children because it broke his heart to think that children were suffering regardless of the type of suffering, as he did when he was a child. He gave and he gave and he gave. And for that, a dark shadow of suspicion was cast over Michael during the last decade of his life. Another trial added to so many already carried by this being of pure light. His eccentricities were a direct result of his utter lonliness. It is heartbreaking to think this, but it is the truth. I don't believe it was ultimately the drugs that killed Michael Jackson. I believe, ultimately, it was heartbreak and pain that took Michael from our lives. Agonizing pain that he could not escape. Gone too soon.

God Bless you Michael. We know that you are still working hard on the other side to benefit this world, that so deeply and desparately needs lights like yours. I am gracious for you. Thank you for all you have given us. It brings me happiness and joy that you are now at peace my friend. Well deserved peace. Well deserved.