Melissa Hevenor
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Enraptured in the Immortal Presence that is Michael Jackson

Saturday, May 24th, 2014

This week has been one of the most fun-filled and gratifying blessings since the beginning of 2014. My birthday began before the 22nd and has continued through the Memorial weekend. One of the best gifts I received were tickets to the Cirque de Soleil concert honoring the late Michael Jackson. I had been counting the days for this concert weeks ahead of time. From a very young age, I felt a strong connection with MJ in his Mad Hatter genius attempts to facilitate social change in the artistic platform of music. Of course, in the early 80’s, I knew nothing more than “I like the beats and his shiny, sparkly gloves.” Though, looking back, I now realize that even back then, I was attracted to his light. At the age of 10, I begged for my own sparkly white glove. Not wanting to spend money, my aunt made me one, with a glove and some silver glitter, but I wore it with pride and joy. Then, when he appeared in Disney’s Epcot Center, in a 3-D movie with E.T., I was elated. When we made our first journey to Disney, and watched that attraction four times, while my cousins went on other rides in the park, it didn’t matter what the song was, if Michael’s name was attached to it, I was a fan. I remember the exact moment that I heard of his passing. Where I was and who I was with. It was a moment in time that will forever leave a void in  my heart and soul. Very shortly after his passing, I began feeling a connection with him in spirit, and even was told to take a picture in my bedroom late at night, and I would see his image. I did so, and there it was. The outline of his head with his infamous hat on. From that moment on, I have been blessed with numerous interactions with him in spirit, so I was elated when I received tickets to the Cirque du Soleil show on the 23rd.

The show captured his childlike personality, that longed for a childhood lost early on, but captured in his humor, music and many projects. My favorite part of the show was when the acrobatic performers wore silver-lighted costumes as they twirled in the air, in front of a backdrop made from what looked like a galaxy, creating the illusion of falling stars, to the rythymic magic that is his music. There was one performer that had only one leg, but he did Michael’s dance moves impeccably, occasionally using decorated crutches that blended and moved so flawlessly with his body that it was easy to forget that he only had one limb. A contortionist also glided across the pages of an enormous storybook, moving like a spider, ghost or gumbie-like superhuman, that moved in ways unthinkable to the human mind. The last moments that I have to acknowledge are those watching a young man who was afflicted with Down’s Syndrome, dressed in full Michael attire, complete with the red leather jacket, black shiny shoes, white glove and sparkly socks. When the classic Michael songs poured from the speakers, he would jump up from his seat and break out in Michael moves. His aura expanded so quickly, showing every color and his heart chakra was so full and blossomed from his body, that I felt blessed to be a part of his joy. How I longed to tell him that Michael Jackson was dancing his ass off in Spirit right alongside him. Of course, I didn’t. But, I took the moment in, knowing that it was one I’d never experience again, and one I’ll always treasure in my heart. It was surprising that, seemingly, the audience remained seated throughout the entire show. I, of course, danced my ass of in my wheelchair, which, a couple of times, I truly thought was going to bounce right off of the floor. Michael told me what parts of the show he treasured most, and what he would change, and also helped my understanding of the time that he had here on the planet. This understanding will forever impact my time on the planet, as spiritually, I know as I carry on, his spirit of love, social acceptance, saving the planet, and helping humanity and the insatiable passion to create lyrics and music, carries on.