With the recent news of Bruce/Caitlyn Jenner as well as some personal experiences I have had within the MJ fan community lately, the message that keeps coming to me is: Let’s be kind to each other.

Yep, just be kind.

I am certain Michael would most wholeheartedly agree.

Being kind to our fellow human beings seems like it should be an unspoken understanding, not an idea that needs to be stated or enforced, rather because it just makes sense to the heart. But why is it so difficult? What are we so afraid of? Why does it seem that being loving, kind and respectful to another is such a challenge? And then wonder why war continues to reign on our planet and on varying levels?

Being kind to someone doesn’t mean you have to agree with their views, their perspectives, or live their way of life. With nearly 7 billion people on the planet, there is no way that all of us are ever going to agree about how we view the world, but that still doesn’t mean we can’t be kind, loving, and respectful to one another.

I have been disheartened at the comments, the ignorance, and the hatred directed at Bruce Jenner for becoming Caitlyn. Huh? Why? I cannot imagine what his/her life journey has been or the depth of torment and pain she has had to live with simply by being afraid to be herself. I may not walk with the same challenge in this life, but in my heart I can certainly have profound empathy and tremendous compassion for this beautiful soul just trying to find peace like every single one of us. Yet, in contrast, I have seen pictures on Facebook of a soldier with a post that says something like, “Let’s remember what true courage and bravery really is” as though Bruce Jenner “coming out” (or any other gay or transgendered human being) doesn’t have a clue as to what courage really is.

Hmmm…  let’s look a little bit deeper. I see that battlefields aren’t all in far away foreign countries being fought by soldiers risking their lives. Sometimes the battlefields and the risking of one’s life happens right here in our own backyard. Yes, in our own backyard. It is all courageous. Especially when a human being who is “different” has to FEAR for their life in their own country and neighborhood, simply for being who they are. Shame on a society that makes others feel scared to death that they may be attacked or even KILLED because they aren’t of the “norm.” How unloving and unkind — how out of our “heart space” — can we be? Fearing for one’s life is fearing for one’s life no matter what the “battlefield” is or where the “war” is being fought. If extending loving kindness to all people, regardless of our different perspectives and experiences was the norm, then maybe it wouldn’t take so much courage and bravery for someone just to be themselves. Sadly, we are often a very hateful and cruel society to those we perceive as being different.

Michael Jackson was no stranger to this himself. Yes, he was different. Yes, he experienced his share of hatred and ridicule. One of the quotes his soul pleaded was a Native American one, “Don’t judge a man until you’ve walked many moons in his moccasins.”  Michael was about practicing love and kindness to all, no matter who they were. Hence the reason so many people in the world were drawn to him… you just knew he cared.

Unfortunately, I have had some less than loving interaction in the MJ fan community in the last few weeks that has felt incredibly jarring and uncharacteristic to what I would hope would come from those who love and believe in Michael Jackson. In my book, Michael Jackson: The Man in Our Mirror, A Reflection of Our Collective Soul, I share my personal story, experience and perspectives of who Michael was to me, what he represented on a much larger ethereal stage than any physical stage he ever played on, and how his profound purpose, as I saw it — including all of his human messiness (and yes, he was a human being struggling like all of us) — shaped how I have perceived and experienced the world, how it expanded who I am as a person. I share my raw and honest perceptions of his and my journey, including all of the emotions it stirred within me, all with the hope (and risk) that in exposing myself, it may help us all to heal our own wounded hearts and the separation we often feel from each other. It is this kind of separation that leads to the hatred and judgment that makes one fearful for being who they are — the very thing that has put the world in the state it is in today.

No. I am not a transgendered person coming out to the world, but this book is a window into my own vulnerable, human soul, with Michael as the catalyst. I was fully aware of the risk of daring to share myself to so many people who don’t know me, while exposing my normally walled up sensitive heart to an often unkind and critical world. In a sense, I have stepped into a minefield, because the explosions were sure to come. And in the last few weeks they have.

My writing coach said to me nearly six years ago when I began writing this book, “If you aren’t going to write it exactly as you felt and experienced it, don’t bother writing it at all. Not everyone is going to agree with your perspectives and some may even be really angry about it, but that’s ok. It’s your journey and it will touch those who really get it.”

She followed this up last December when I released the book saying, “You’ve done what you were called to do; good job. You put this book out there to the world. It’s no longer yours. Books and art are mirrors. People see what they see based on what they are experiencing inside themselves. So, however anyone perceives it really has nothing to do with you; don’t get too attached.”

My writing coach, Jean-Noel Bassior, is an incredibly wise and intuitive human being. It is because of her that this book and story is even out there and I am forever grateful to her.

In the meantime, I have been walking through the minefield. I’ve had some bullets fired my way from those who are followers of Michael, the man who was all about expressing love and kindness to others. Yes, ironic. But in the end, it’s all for transformation and alchemy of the ONE soul that we all are. When the impurities (our fears) are burned away, all there is is LOVE. We still might not agree with each other — because we are all having our own unique experiences on this planet for the soul/sole purpose of growth and expansion — but that doesn’t mean we can’t be kind.

After all, we’re all just walking each other Home.

What do we tell our children all the time (or I at least hope we are)?  “Be nice to others.”



With love and kindness, God bless us all.


P.S. On a personal note, despite the couple of unkind incidences I have encountered in the last few weeks from those who didn’t agree with what I shared in my book, I am humbled to say that I have received several unexpected emails from around the world, from people I don’t even know, expressing their profound gratitude for sharing my story, saying that it has brought them peace, hope and a new way of seeing life. Nothing makes me smile more as my intention in sharing was to bring awareness to the magic and miracles that IS life and IS who we all are!  Everything has purpose and connection, even our struggles and darkness. In fact, especially that!  May we all have the courage to heal our hearts of the belief that we are separate and be the Light of the world!  God bless!

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