When you’re a world famous celebrity nothing comes easy… not even your death. Controversy rages around your last moments, what drugs you might have taken, what your doctor did or didn’t do, not to mention your will, the custody of your children, and what about all those tickets people bought for your big comeback tour. Actually, a comeback tour from his present location has only been done once before, so I recall.
What nobody seems to be talking about, however, is what all this means from Michael’s perspective… what he’s experiencing and feeling right now, so to speak. I know, those who believe that death is the end of everything will laugh at the very idea, but this is a blog about Higher Consciousness after all, and one of our premises is that awareness of Being, the feeling of “I am…” exists with or without a body. In fact, we spoke a little about this in the last post. So let’s run with it for a few minutes and see where it takes us.
We all know what “I am” feels like. We say it all the time when we meet someone and want to describe ourselves to them. I am an American, I am a computer programmer, I am a baseball fan, I am a man, a woman, a father, a mother, a Jew, Catholic, Protestant, good cook, overweight, music lover, Scrabble whiz, pain in the ass, yadda, yadda, yadda, the list goes on and on.
But note… and this is very important. When we say “I am”, that is fact, a constant. Everything else is we add after that are just adjectives, attributes that are changeable, (some easier than others), dependent on whether we get a new passport, switch religions, go on a diet, have a sex change operation, or modify our personality, just to name a few.
And most interesting, the “I am” part not only sounds the same but feels the same for each and every one of us as we refer to our innermost sense of identification of Self. Meanwhile the descriptive parts we use to finish the sentences are what differentiate us from each other and make us individuals. The “I” brings us together to the source of consciousness. The adjectives separate us and cause the hatred and the wars. What a simple yet elegant system.
So when we die, and the adjectives fall off, the goal is to make it back to the “I” and merge with the clear white light at the end of the tunnel that represents our true undifferentiated Self. Easy to do? I don’t think so. During our stay in the body, we get so attached to those adjectives that after the body falls off we continue to cling to them in our spiritual mind’s eye, identifying with them rather than our true inner Self, falling farther and farther from the purity of Absolute Being until we are born again in some other body clothed in some other sets of adjectives, having to go through the whole process again and again until we get it right.
Oh yes, Michael Jackson. I nearly forgot. So… was he able to shake off the idol worship and fame and fortune that surrounded his adjective laden persona and recognize his true Self when he saw the light face to face. Pretty hard to do given the lofty earthly pedestal he was coming from. I wish him the best. But if he carried that persona beyond the grave, how far down will it pull him? What karma will he carry with him and for how long? What will his next life have to be simply to balance what it was this time?
More importantly for each of us, the concern should be about what baggage we will carry into the next phase of life when the time comes? What adjectives will we be unable to put down and how will that affect our response to the ultimate question… “Who am I”?
peace………….ag
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