Michael was such a beautiful and sincere person! I have meet him and yes i was change after i meet him. This man is special and we you hold his hand and give him a hug, you go a different person inside. Michael was that special! He had that big spiritual love inside of him and you could feel it when you look in is eyes and when you touch him. He was wonderful and so beautiful! I will never forget him! ♥♥
I saw him the first time live in Montreal in 1984 for the Victory tour.Then i sww him again in Toronto in 1984 for the same tourand i swe him in 1992 in Bucharestfor the Dangerous tour.and i will never vorget those shows! I got to meet him after all shows and hold his hand and MIchael was so humble and Sso normal for such a big star! He trully was beautiful and different from all those other artists that you meet! He had something about him that made you change from inside every time you looked at him, talk to him, held his hand or held him in your arms.
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Everyone who met Michael, shares these same types of stories…that there was something about him, about being in his presence. People who are very spiritual, as Michael was, many times you can feel a definite “something” in their presence. It’s the love of God in their heart that comes shining through. Every fan I’ve heard from that met him has experienced this and every person who befriended him who’ve I’ve spoken with or interviewed, has confirmed that they too felt this and it was overpowering. You just felt surrounded by love in his presence.
How wonderful would it be if we could all do that for one another! Much love. Debbie
I’ve been wanting to share this story with all of you for a while now…so, here goes.
An hour and a half after arriving, I was called up into a courtroom on the 3rd floor. This was my absolute first time being in an actual courtroom. I was a bit nervous. This was a criminal case.
They called up 12 potential jurors to the box and before doing so, the attorneys and the defendant all turned around individually and introduced themselves and said “Good Morning” to us.
The defendant’s last name? None other than….Jackson!
Immediately, I felt there was a deeper purpose here and I then felt certain I would sit on this jury. Throughout the questioning process I kept feeling a sense that I would sit in that jury box and be questioned and that the Reflections website would come up in that line of questioning. It seemed odd, other than that I am a writer and felt the attorneys may ask me about that. I just sat in anticipation, wondering whether my gut feelings would be correct or if I was just blowing mental steam.
They dismissed a lot of potential jurors. There were still about 10 of us left sitting there from the jury pool they had originally called up. At this point, I was beginning to doubt my feelings…maybe I was wrong. I’d been sitting there for several hours already and they had dismissed many. Now, they were looking for an alternate juror. The first guy they called up seemed a shoe-in, until a question came up that changed the course of direction. They dismissed him. As soon as they did that, I just KNEW they would say my name next…and, they did.
This next thing could only happen to me LOL…I proceeded to get up off the bench I was seated on, grabbed my purse, coat, books and notebook and headed toward the jury box…when all of a sudden, my pen FLEW out of my notebook, nearly hitting the defendant LOL and fell on the ground right NEXT TO the defendant. I had to bend down right next to him and say “I’m sorry”, pick up my pen while he was looking right at me, shocked, and regroup myself to walk up all alone and sit in this jury box all ALONE to be questioned. The rest of the jury had already been chosen and had been taken back to the jury room.
I was questioned first by the judge, then the state and then the defendant’s attorney. Once I got to the defendant’s attorney, she asked me about being a writer (You have to put down your job on the questionnaire you fill out). She asked what kind of writing I do and I said mainly entertainment. Then, she asked me that in dealing with celebrities, I must have to deal with all of the lies and untruths that come against them. I couldn’t believe it….my instinct was right!
The courtroom got completely silent and then the defense attorney just said “WOW!” She seemed to want to know more and asked a few more questions, including if I felt that what I do would interfere with my decision making on this case and if I had come to definite conclusion in creating the site and had taken a position on it and what it stood for, and I told her I had. She liked my answers and they accepted me.
At this point, the bailiff took me back to the jury room with the other jurors and as soon as we got into the back hallway….this bailiff said to me “I need to get that website!” I gave him one of my business cards with the site on it 🙂 Working in the legal system himself, he was impressed when I told him I had interviewed Tom Mesereau, and he wanted to know more. God again, was at work here.
We were taken in to start hearing the case and after a bit, were released on a lunch break. Once we got back, things got even more interesting.
I was in a trial where the defendant’s name was Jackson, the arresting officer had the same last name as someone who has viciously and wrongly attacked me in the past, I did not believe this man was guilty, and did I mention that there was not one African American seated on the jury and that the defendant was African American? In Michael’s trial, one African American was among the alternate jurors. It was crazy.
This man, the arresting officer, had put the defendant in cuffs and apprehended him and I believe falsely accused him…it was metaphorical…The person with the same last name as this officer has falsely accused me…and Michael was falsely accused…it gave me the chills to be honest with all of you.
I don’t want to go too much into the case, but I spent a lot of time those 2 days really watching in detail the judge, the witnesses, the attorneys, the defendant, the defendant’s family seated in the courtroom (and the sadness on his mother’s face reminded me of Mrs. Katherine Jackson in some ways). I so many times felt like crying. I kept praying to God as I sat in that jury box to please reach out to these people and help them turn their lives around and to be surrounded by His love, so that they would not be in this kind of situation any longer. My heart just bled.
In watching the defendant, I really came to feel that he was innocent even more so and the testimony and lack of evidence just cemented that for me…the state had no case and they had nothing to connect this man to the crime (sound familiar?), but, I had no input into the final case because as an alternate, I had to leave at the end of closing arguments as all jurors were present.
After all of this, I went to my car to drive home and just bawled my eyes out until I got home. It had been such a highly emotional, exhausting experience and I could not get any of the people out of my mind…the people I served with, the judge, the attorneys and especially the defendant. I had done my part, I had listened and prayed. I wanted so badly to have input into the outcome of the trial, but it wasn’t to be…so I prayed some more.
The day after the trial, the bailiff called and left a message that the jury had found him “Not Guilty” on both counts and again, I felt so much joy and was shouting out in my head praises to God (I was in the dentist office at the time so I couldn’t go too crazy, LOL). I felt like shedding tears of joy. I knew that God had orchestrated this for His purposes.
It was truly life-changing and honestly, there was a reason I was there and that I served on that exact trial. With God, there are no coincidences. I think it was to affect my life, as well as touch others’ lives…definitely those in the courtroom and the bailiff who got to hear about the site (and the truth about MJ), and hopefully the defendant as well.