I feel so drawn to write this blog about Michael and what I have learned from him and his life.
He was such a talent, that, no one can deny. Looking at the pictures from his early years as a child performer, his light was shining so brightly and so much innocence. He totally drew us to him. Then, in the later years, when he started changing his appearence, I personally believe that his demons caught up with him.
He started morphing into an entirely different person. To me, he was rejecting himself. He could not accept himself. We are all guilty of that to a certain degree. I had always been very bothered by my wide hips, and longed to have those hips of the supermodels, narrow and boyish. Now, I realized that it is just one of my many womanly features which makes me Shirley!
Michael has taught me something through his pain. The one person who can give each of us the peace we seek, is the very image we see in the mirror. When I learn to fully accept myself for all my brillance and flaws, I am at peace, truly at peace and no one can take that from me.
So, for that, I am grateful for Michael for showing up in our lives, the music he left behind, the dance moves, even his pains that he had to share publicly. I am grateful and I pray, pray that he is finally at peace with himself.
Peace, Michael. You are so missed already!!
Peace everyone,
Coach Shirley
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