All good things must come to an end, including our conversation with Michael, at least for now. At the end of this entry, I included a candid interview with Michael about the abuse he endured as a child. Very sad.
On a lighter note, please enjoy an encore of Sam Tsui’s Michael Jackson Medley as well as one of his best songs, Man in the Mirror. At the end and think of him, our gentle unicorn, with love.
Me: What past life affected your most recent life the most?
Michael: That would have to be the time—
Jamie (gigging): I’d love to imitate his voice. It’s so sweet. Almost like a whisper.
Michael: That would have to be the time when I was a little girl on a plantation. Caucasian. White child. And, um, I had no other siblings except for the slave children on the property in Missouri.
Jamie: Missouri? Did they have plantations in Missouri?
Me: Oh, probably, but I don’t really know. Mississippi or Missouri?
Jamie: Uh, it sounded like Missouri.
Me: Maybe it was just southern Missouri. I can’t remember, but maybe it had something to do with the Missouri Compromise. That state was split, I think. U.S. History wasn’t exactly my strong suit, though!
Michael: So, I didn’t really have anybody to play with except the black children, and I would play with them, take care of them. And when they were hurt, I would sneak to get bandages and soap out to them when I was out playing. And my father caught me doing it and beat me almost lifeless to show an example to the slaves what he would do to them if, you know, he could do that to his own daughter.
Me: Oh, gosh. How awful.
Michael: It changed my whole existence in that life—how to play it two-sided, how to go inward and not share, and at the same time, privately take care of everyone that I loved.
Michael: That life—I feel like I mimicked it, but just in a different setting.
Me: Interesting. Hm. So, what do you think your proudest accomplishment was while you were in the physical, and has that changed given your new perspective as a discarnate spirit?
Michael: My proudest accomplishment was my music, but when I crossed over, I realized that my proudest accomplishment was being a father.
Me: Oh, okay. I get the feeling that you loved being a father.
Michael: Oh, I loved it more than anything, but I never saw it as being my biggest accomplishment. I just saw it as my passion. I should have given myself more credit, but I didn’t.
Me: Well, I think we humans are geared to thinking that accomplishment takes effort—nose to the grindstone—but being a parent, when we’re driven by love, you know, it just seems effortless.
Michael: I would tend to agree with you.
Me: Okay. From your newfound perspective in the afterlife, do you have any messages for humanity? Anything you want to share with the world?
(Long pause as Michael ponders this weighty question.)
Michael: If you cannot love yourself, you cannot love the person next to you.
Jamie: He says this as a fact.
Michael: It’s my plea that people begin to look at themselves to know who they are so that they can embrace the person next to them.
Me: Exactly. Yeah. (pause) Now, one more question I do want to ask is the vitiligo you had. What was the spiritual basis for that? Why do you think you developed that skin disease? (pause) Now, if it’s too private, you don’t have to answer, naturally. I’m just trying to understand you better so that other people can also understand you better, too.
Michael: I never figured out why I had it. Spiritually, I think it was given to me so that I could be a more neutral person instead of being interpreted through the color of my skin.
Me: Oh, yeah. That’s what I figured. Maybe it has something to do with that past life, too.
Michael: Yes. It was very difficult to change, to watch a body change appearance.
Me: Yeah. And yet the plastic surgeries you’ve had—is that because you didn’t love yourself at that time or were you trying to teach others an important message?
Jamie: He’s kind of unsure how to answer that, but he feels like both are true.
Me: Do you think it was because you were hurting so much? Did the abuse have something to do with that?
Michael: The abuse did, yes.
Me: Yeah. So, maybe it had to do with your principal message that you have to love yourself, inside and out, if you’re to love the person next to you.
Me: But you did seem to love everybody in spite of everything—did you love yourself, Sweetie?
Michael: I loved myself on the inside, but I couldn’t love myself on the outside.
Me: Okay. Now, Erik, I would like you to ask a question of Michael, please.
Jamie (sounding exasperated): Erik!
Jamie: Erik wants to know why he had so much surgery done to his face.
Me: Yeah, okay.
Michael: Because of my skin lightening, I didn’t like the idea of looking like an albino black person with the same features, so I decided I wanted to only alter my nose just to match the appearance with my skin to be consistent. And I decided to have subsequent surgeries, because I didn’t like the first one, and it didn’t go particularly well.
Me: Awww. Alright, thank you so much Michael. People have really been looking forward to hearing the messages you have, so I really appreciate this. Bye.
Michael: Have a beautiful day, Elisa.
Me: You too.
Michael: By the way, Erik is a great guy, and we have lot’s of fun together, Antal, Erik and me, but he’s a terrible dancer!
Me: He takes after me, poor boy! We trip over our own feet.
We all laugh, then we give Michael another round of our heartfelt thanks and send him on his way.