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Friday, March 08, 2013

Beloved Michael Black 

I have just yesterday received the news that Michael Black, one of my dearest friends of many years, was killed last week by a hit and run driver while he was walking on the side of the road.  This news comes as a great shock.  I realized that for the most part we simply take our friends for granted and assume they will be with us always.  They become pillars in our personal landscape, part of the foundation of our lives, even when we do not see or talk with them often.

Michael was one of the purest spirits I have ever known.  He was the kind who would gladly give  you his last dollar, that is, if he had one to give (he was never very at home in the material universe).  He had the most open heart one might imagine.  He was a lover of "fringe" topics, being convinced he had had lives on other planets and sometimes he even now took voyages to other parts of the universe.  He was an avid collector of crystals, whose wisdom and energies became an important part of his life.  He was devoted to many spiritual leaders, living and deceased.  Among these were Buddha, Jeshua, Quan Yin, Saint Germaine and others.  The result of his spiritual dedication was that he himself carried high and pure vibrations and thus he was an energetic/spiritual healer for many.  You could feel these sweet vibrations in his presence.  I never heard him speak a word of criticism or judgment about another.

Michael was also a dedicated environmentalist.  He loved nature and felt a mystical connection with all things therein; he loved hiking, or sleeping on the side of Mount Shasta, and had visionary experiences when he did so.  He did not trust governments in any shape or fashion.  He was a yogi of a high order, spending hours each day in yogic practice.

Before becoming immersed in energy healing and other spiritual pursuits, Michael had a sometime life as a college professor.  "Raised in Portland, Ore., (he) had a doctorate in political science from the University of Oregon and taught at Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute in Troy, N.Y., the New Jersey Institute of Technology and at Harvey Mudd College in Claremont."

Amazingly, the last thing Michael wrote was on death, as if he had some sort of premonition or intuition that his own death was nigh.  Here are his words, followed by a lovely poem he wrote earlier:

" Death is  neither something to be judged nor feared, but rather approached with compassionate dignity.
  The Arc of life is both fleeting and profound ;our lessons stemming from BEING present all along the way.You are being invited  to hold space for the living and the dead, for in their conscious re-union is an opportunity to return to celebrating the entirety of life., carrying -forward  accumulated lessons which, once acknowledged, cease being either "tears or breaks in the field of love. " 2/27/13  Michael Black

Tree Lake’s Heart

(for Eldest)

Picture a delicate but sturdy Tree
Growing out of the center of a still
Lake that is your heart.

Now imagine that all beings you encounter want
A place to hang their hearts upon your Tree.

This particularly sacred and holy
Tree will sprout within you and blossom
Skyward upon a scaffolding of words.

Welcome this Tree of Life to your heart,
Which ties together so many spiritual traditions
With its deeply satisfying pool of energies.

Acknowledge all of Creation hovering nearby,
Gathered around to celebrate its imminent arrival
And joyfully share in its frequencies.

Those who feel ready will want a still place
On or under your sheltering canopy that
Confers peace, joy and contentment within.

Your Creation will provide a means of
Erecting Heaven on Earth, one born of
Mutual responsibility and shared sacrifice.

It is time for the hearts of all illumined walking trees
To be awash in gratitude.

Know that soul’s candles illuminating
Each tree will burn brightly and true, as through
All that preceded it is gently swept away.

Share your verdant, cool waters with one
Another as we erect scaffolding for a New Earth,
One born of Beloved’s Divine Light.

Stand firm in each of your respective trees,
And know that nothing can distract from the
Vertical flow of energies, the same

Frequencies that manifest Heaven on Earth, and
Earth in Heaven.  Drink from that delicate but sturdy
Tree growing out of the center of a still lake that is

Your Heart.  Watch as darkness is parted by your Light,
And be joyful!

Michael Black

Bless you, Michael.  We need more like you here to help build the "scaffolding for a NewEarth," but I have no doubt you will be working from the other side.  Stay in touch.


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