Elvis - A Lighted Candle

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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 11:48 am Post subject: Flowers

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First, thank you Maia. I have dreamed of flowers growing in a garden, like in a Sci-Fi movie scene-they were not earthly flowers and were colored pastels of various shades and in circle rows, upon rows...there was music, very high voiced female voices that were blended beautiful and I don't really care for high voice-but these were well blended so that they were not like high-high but all together in harmony. I didn't see singers and I thought as I analyze my dreams as I'm dreaming ????
weird but I am "standing" back looking on and picking things apart as I'm dreaming them???? I am strange.
and I thought, whose singing? Then assumed it was the flowers! They did not have faces-they were flowers growing from the ground that I couldn't say now what it looked like. I didn't see any house, trees or fences or anything but a stone looking bench that sat in the middle of the growing flowers and there was what looked from my position looking on, some kind of pool that was the same level as the "ground" the bench seemed to almost be floating upon...the water was reflecting the flowers and the sky and had a rainbow lifting from it-as if there was some kind of fine mist or fountain of mist rising from the water....It was weird and I woke up with a strong scent of heavy fragrance that reminded me of old fashioned roses...that really smelled like roses used to.
This dream was some time back-I had taken one of my "calm down you fool" pills so I would sleep as I hadn't been able to sleep for stewing over the book etc: and that's when I dreamed. I usually have weird ones when I take one of those tiny little pills-I can't imagine what 2 would do-and don't want to know! Anyway, you either "picked up" on my dream or Elvis showed me his garden before he came to you???? wjh

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I would like to plant the humble dandilion, with golden petal arms that stand on a stalk tall and straight, raised to all the universe in a golden glow of praise. When heldout stretched those golden petals for as long as they can, they fall, like tiny souls humbled before their God. From the stalk shoots forth a silver ball of spun light that with the first breeze of day will shower the sky with seeds of love and praise to spread your wishes for peace, love and understanding all over the Universe. For you Elvis-who will always be just Elvis, to me.wjh p.s.
Like earth's dandilions, anyone visiting your garden, who bends to smell my plant will go with a "dusting" of gold upon the tip of their nose!

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Good summation of many people's existence Laurie, I hope that we are not among them. Sometimes life is a real grind and scary too, but time and patience and a big dose of faith usually can carry us through those days. It is so hard to let go and say "help me Lord" and then have the faith to believe. It's easier to give up, but we humans have that tendency unfortunately while animals whom I feel are closer to God than we are as they have faith and trust in each day without questioning it, and they don't give up until they have exhausted every ounce of their strength and will to fight. Some of them under great odds-just as some people seem to fight harder when they have so much loss and pain it makes us shudder to think about and witness. Faith of a little child...so hard to do and so easy once we connect with what that means. I have difficulty with it too, but I keep trying. That's all we can do, we are human beings and flawed right now-but not for ever. wjh

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He was aware of the healing qualities of music and often said as much. When for instance he spoke of gospel music quieting his mind, relaxing and soothing the soul.
He said that certain notes viberated with the spirit within and that everyone has their own harmonic viberation and that when we hear music with those notes, we respond in like manner. Relaxing, excitation, soothing and harmony within. He tried to hit notes perfectly, to do otherwise would be wrong he said-not relate correctly to what it should be for others to hear. He didn't care for jazz music much because he said it was "jarring" to the senses in that the notes were not in harmonic symphony with each other-I can't began to explain what he meant but I find jazz music jarring also if that means anything. And certain types of rock music where the guitars are so screechy and lacking harmony bothered him as well-he didn't appreciate it much either.
He said that he was glad music was returning to having beautiful lyrics and music and that it was better for the human race to hear melodies with the proper harmonic notes than to hear constant disharmony, and that it could inspire irractic behavior and even violence if one listened too much. I remember him talking about cows giving more milk when they listened to classical music and he laughed about that, but then said he believed it.
He liked simple musical compositions and also, liked the orchresta to "blend" the softer things with the exciting things to follow and vice versa. He liked to listen to all kinds of music relating to his moods-I could tell quite often what his mood was like by the music in the background-when he was upset he would play things that related to what caused it. for about a week all I heard was Ray Charles' "It's Crying Time Again" over and over-and then he changed to "Can't Get No Satisfaction" by the Stones and it was kind of funny-he was angry at the time, going through a divorce-then he started recording all the sad songs, "Priscilla" songs my daughter calls them-one after another. He had to get it out of his system so he sang it out-that's what I think.
What you heard from Elvis is what you got...it was his life...in many ways...pouring out on those stages and on those records. His outlet and it was through musical notes...played and vocalized. Healing himself....and healing all those broken hearts out there too.
He said playing his guitar had helped him over many a hurdle through his life-the first time he tried playing it and managed to get the right notes, he said something inside him came to attention and listened. And it had been listening ever since. He said, "I just keep trying, I'll get it all right one day, soon...soon....just got to keep trying."
That was the perfectionist in him, he wanted to be perfect, yet knowing he would not ever be 100% perfect, he just kept trying. I wish I had that drive.
As far as healing with musical notes-yep-it's true and it does work. Even my horses like music-in the summer we turn on a radio for them-they like country/pop music best-I think it's the beat-it's relaxing and they stand around quietly relaxing. Foxx who danced to certain songs, and performed dressage to music, always perks up when he hears "his" show songs and he listens carefully to it-he always knew when he was to do this or that because he listened to the cues in the music. In one section he got to run and he was always on time and the right step the minute that note came. He didn't have to be cued by his rider-he just performed as taught at the right time in the piece. Even when there were no lyrics-he could do it preciscly. So all life can relate to musical notes-even plants. They also respond to their owners-I am living proof of that! I had beautiful indoor plants-thriving and healthy but when Elvis died and I was so depressed and down in spirit, my plants that were self watering, all died within days of each other. It was such a shock. That was the only thing that happened that was different-I changed-and they died. On the other hand, my sister in law had a plant that Elvis gave to her and it was big and beautiful, but it had never bloomed at all and she had it for about 3 years before he died. On his birthday, after his death, in January too, the plant had two beautiful large white blooms with a soft pink and sky blue center. One of them was accidently broken off by their dog. The other one stayed open and perfect for about 8 days and then over night the petals curled up and made a little package like a wrapped round gift. Inside were 4 seeds but they didn't sprout and grow because it only had the one bloom-so said the master gardner she asked. Her plant then died that year as they normally did only make seeds one time and then the parent plant dies. They live 10 to 12 years and bloom only once. The plant had leaves in the shape of hearts-it was a vine and it was very pretty. The heart leaves had markings on them that resembled a cross and I think the name of it was something to do with the Easter and the cross Jesus carried to the cruifixon. Elvis gave my sis in law's family the plant when her brother died. He told her that it was a start from a plant that his grandmother had brought with her and had been in the family for several years and he wanted her to have one.
I was told when inquiring about such a plant that it was a relative of the dogwood and grew in the south and represented the glory of heaven. Otherwise I don't know much about it. My sis in law said that the plant wasn't doing very well, but she moved it next to the stereo and she played Elvis records quite a bit and maybe that was why it finally bloomed...she was so sad and missed him and he was saying, look, I'm still here-and the plant bloomed and she felt like it was a sign from him...that he was still here. Maybe it was his healing voice and it responded by trying to survive and bloom.
Elvis also meditated with music and had tuning forks that represented his viberation. He chanted, and he vocally meditated and prayed aloud when he could. He said that he prayed daily, sometimes more than once and it gave him strength. He said he was always "sinning" he had to ask forgivness and try harder to live right according to God's plan for his life. He wasn't perfect, but he was trying every day. it's all any of us can do, he said. wjh

If you listen when Elvis plays piano, and it's easy to know when he did because he always played certain notes and liked to roam the keyboad...and his slow songs, some of the music sounded like Bach and that was one of his favorite clasical musicians. I was surprised to learn that he was into all kinds of classical music, including Mario Lanza and some others I can't recall now. And of course he had gospel by all kinds of artists, country music, folk and rock and roll along with the New Orleans style music that he grew up loving to listen to and watch the performers. He dressed like them, wore his hair like them and tried to move and walk like them-and he could because it was natural for him anyway. He truly was a part of that culture and that time. Though he said a time or two, he didn't feel he belonged anywhere really, just didn't fit in to any ninch and maybe he wasn't supposed to this time around. He said it was a "lonely place" one he sometimes wished he wasn't in. Then he'd cheer up and be funny again. moody bird, that one. wjh

Wow! I have heard something about sound being unique to each of us and that if something is missing we can be sickened. Sound can kill, I know that. Elvis even talked about it some, sound being healing or causing discord and he didn't like the wild loud guitar rock and roll stuff going on-it hurt his ears he said, and he made his chest hurt and his whole body trembled when he had to be around it...which he tried not to be. Jazz bothered him also-but not all of it-just most he said, and some musicians knew how to phonicly blend their notes so that they were perfectly matched for human ears etc:...
He'd really be into the sound healing now that it's out and around. I have heard about dolphins ears and that only very few people have the abilities but there are some who have very sensitive ears due to a difference in their construction...Elvis for one was very sensitive to sounds. And the young teen I know who has so little gray matter in her brain, has the same ears-she can hear things most can't. She hears bugs "talking" she said when she was 7 and just learned to talk human language-before that she spoke the language of birds, dogs and cats and I guess insects too!!! She is very sweet and innocent and unique and totally unable to live in todays world as a regular person. wjh

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We have male members, they read but they don't post...
they take with them the values they find here, the spiritual trust and I am sure that it gives them inside peace and acceptance of their own feelings which are not made public. Men are often very spiriutal but they don't know now how to express this and so keep it within themselves. Elvis knew this, I think it is why he was more open, to allow others to follow his example...he was very much a man's man kind of fellow, he liked being with other males-he said he didnt have to be so careful what he did or said and he could be "himself" and this is what he did with his men friends. He hugged them, has been known to kiss them-on the lips-I saw this once and it surprised me-I wasn't used to see men embrace and share a friendly ship kiss! It got to Elvis when another man would embrace him, or kiss his cheek etc: because they were strangers or so glad to see him, it wasn't their expression of emotion-it's that they were willing to express it to him. That is what he wanted for everyone, openness to be yourself and to show your feelings without feeling guilty a bout having them. wjh

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Lisa kept Elvis in touch with the child in him...he said that too. He so enjoyed playing with her and especially so when it was only he and her and no one else a round spying or prying as he put it. He said he sat with her on the floor and they played with her dolls -I think they were Barbie dolls and he was Ken only she thought they should color his hair black...and Elvis told her that his hair was really blond/brown and Lisa told him it wasn't! He had always had black hair! And he said he didn't argue with her because in her life time, he had always had and that's how she remembered it. So he showed her his roots when she got older and she told him to get it fixed right away before anyone saw them! He just cracked up laughing at her saying that.! He did lose some of the joy that seemed to be bubbling inside him so often, but not that much of it because he had her to keep it all alive for him. It hurts me to think about who kept it alive for her after he was gone-is that why she watched his movies over and over so much as a youngster-could be she was letting him keep her inside child alive in that way. And he would try, I'm sure he was with her more than any one could ever know but maybe deep inside her did know. That little girl looked so lost in the pictures of her shortly after in Europe with her mom...she looked like a door had been shut so hard in her face and nothing was showing...her little face was shut down, cold, numb and nothing was allowed to show. They were walking on a beach-neither of them had any expression-just clinging to each other's hands. I felt so bad for both of them, and especially for little Lisa though I know that Pris at that time was as lost and as miserable as anyone could be. I can not imagine how that must have been for the two of them. I have to say that both came back and thankfully found a way to go on living, being and giving back even though so much was taken from them when he left them...and us all. wjh

Well, I realized I hadn't answered the post question above and I just tend to write what I think-how it comes out is just kind of the way my mind takes it and I flashed back on those photos of Lisa and her mom, I think they were in the Star tabiloid and I was in the grocery store and saw them and stood there looking at their faces and had tears running down from under my shades...and didn't even notice until the lady ahead of me asked me if something was wrong. I said, yes, "Elvis is gone." and darned if she didn't well up in tears too. I remember that because we were total strangers and felt the same heart ache. wjh

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Well, Amanda Viola you hit it right on the nail "hard head" me! I refused to have any surgery, and so they took a sample with a needle (it didn't hurt as I was numbed) and I have an infection in the tear duct and it is probably from allergies and so I have antibotics again that will work I'm sure. My eye doctor said it was a 50-50 toss up that it could have been melanoma and he thought so as the cells were "quirked" looking like they look-he was glad it wasn't and I told him he could put his knives up for a while-he wants to do an eye lift thing and most likely I do need that done as I have droopy eyelids and have had all my life-they droop even more now-especially the right eye with the problem. He said the droppy lids can "trap" more allgereons etc: and I will have to wash my eyes several times a day to keep that from happening more as I "age"-(he had to say that) and so for now, I have escaped the big M thing again!
I am lucky, I have lots of guardian spirits, living ones and glorfied ones too. I remembered that Elvis said when one becomes a true "spirit" one is a "glorified spirit"-glorified by the brilliance of God's love light. So he is one of our "glorified spirits" of which we all have many, I'm sure. Thank you all for your prayers, loving thoughts and uplifting words. Love, Wanda J.

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I hope that everyone will do this-and that we include Maia in our prayers and meditation for her health to be strong and roboust in these coming weeks. She needs the power and faith we can send to her through prayer and meditation. Ask in our Father's name, Lord of all.
Elvis said to always use water to put out the flame-wet fingers, pinch it out. blowing it out "disrupts the vibrations you have just developed with meditation." He also said never get up suddenly, as when you meditate you start with the feet, relaxing, feeling them mentally and all the way up, stopping at the chockras of the body and to the top of your head. Don't forget your hands, the palms are centers (I can't remember what he called them) and when we close the meditation time, we reverse the process and say thank you and amen before getting up. Breath deeply first he said, slowly exhale and inhale and the rise up and try to keep that peace within you all day as long as possible. Wjh

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Elvis: Prayer for obtaining God's help and healing.

Fold hands, fingers touching held at heart level. bow head. say: "Lord, my God, thy will be done. Please help with your almighty power, I ask for my friend ------------------,who needs you. Grant your love, heal with your firey breathe of life and give your blessings today. God, I ask in humble gratitude and give thanks to my Father in Heaven. Thy will be done. Amen."

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I must identify with the "Mother" as I tend to do that with everyone and every thing...human and animal. I even get upset when my plants get sick or die. And total strangers often tell me their life stories or problems and why, I don't know. It just happens. I guess that's my "persona" or something. Whatever, it's okay, I accept it. Maybe I could be come a Warrior-that sounds cool. wjh


Yes he did call me that a time or two-that I was "protecting my cub (him)" and he'd laugh at me or gently scold me when I was angry at the press or someone saying things that were so wrong about him and his shows etc:. And the 3 "blind mice" who did that book. He finally give in and say, Get them m....thers, just get 'em! Or Get 'em Tiger!" I told him I was a dragon and later he read some things from some of his books talking about the dragon symbolic meanings and how there had been dragons on the earth and some of them had been tamed to work with knights and help defend the "mother land". And that they were highly intelligent creatures, not mystical then and now were mystical and still around and that we could "tap" into their energy and do things men couldn't normally do as a result of the dragon power around us. Etc;. It was all very mystical and he went on and on and I didn't tape anything about it unfortunately and don't remember most or where he was reading from. He had Karate books, with all the mental and physical conditioning exercises that related to the different spirits of animals and using their technicques in battle etc:. And that they only used their strength and cunning for finding food or for protection of their family members, their homeland or themselves as a last resort... Anyway, he was the Tiger because of his stealth and grace and self control and his great spirit that stood "alone" yet was surrounded by those who needed him. He said the Tiger lives alone-they do not bond like lions and they only meet to mate and then go separate ways. The male tiger knows his kittens but he does not assit in raising them unless the female is injured or dead and then the male might take over feeding the cubs and protecting them. That' seldome happens he said. So he was the Tiger and he thought that I would be called "Lioness" as the mother lion would take in any orphan cub and care for it as her own... I said I would rather be the dragon
and he said, Oh it's hard to become the dragon-you have to work your way to the very top-and be a master to be the dragon...he hadn't made it there yet and wasn't sure he would ever as it wasn't easy to obtain.
He was thrilled to be a black belt though, really thrilled and humbled. Then he couldn't get anyone to take his jacket and belt down and have the emblems sewen on-he wanted to wear them and show his fans he had made it - that he had finally got to that degree after so long. Of course his guys said they just "gave it to him" because he was Elvis-not because he was any good at it.
I don't think so-he wouldn't have been so proud of them had that been the case. He fought for them, he studied and had they been going to just give it to him, it wouldn't have taken so long? Right!
I love those pictures! Animals are not less than a human, in many ways they are greater. Like the Black bear mother who came walking out of the burning forest carrying her small cub in her mouth. Her feet and legs were burned severely, but her baby's feet were not burned at all. She carried him no telling how far to save him from the flames. I only hope she didn't have twins as it would be so hard for any animal or human to have to choose which one to save. And live with that choice the rest of your life. She was a very brave and intelligent bear-she came out right to the where the fire crew was and they caught her and she was being treated and her cub taken care of and she will be released another place as soon as she is healed up. She is a hero. wjh
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Thanks Maia, I can truly say that reading that, it was very much as if Elvis would be saying those things-things he knew so well, especially now. She was his dolly, his "little girl", his "little bit" and they were childlren together, playing and sometimes being "naughty" as children and he did love her-but as his "little girl" more than as a true mate for life. I think he realized this but too late, for them to form a more meaningful relationship. And that is expressed very well in what you have said. He said "my people are blonde-with blue eyes-tall, graceful people" and the drawing does show that type...
You are weak physically but sometimes human beings are more highly spiritual and receive stronger influence from those in spirit when in such a "lightened" state physically. It happens often-such as with those who take on a fast of hunger and become weak physically but very strong spiritually in doing so. Even as Elvis became physically less, spiritually he was on fire and reaching more people than ever.
He would so want to have people not think ill of his Cilla, for as he would say, I was in charge-I held the reins and I didn't steer the course correctly...need, wants and ego did...and blinders kept my eyes from seeing what should have been before me but was pushed aside. The latter part of this I "heard" him say in a dream-but his lips did not move-it was said and transmitted to my mind like telepathy-a thing we used to years ago, practice in sending and receiving. He could send...I could recieve but I could not send to him. wjh

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A sunlit soul that never dies
that spreads a smile
and winks an eye

A moonlit soul traveling far
reaching for the sunset
and the nearest falling star

-----Laurie


your little poem is just the kind Elvis would like to purr into someone's ear Laurie...he'd like it-yeah... and it's very sweetly said straight from the heart. Unpondered thoughts usually do come from there- and they have such sensitivity and love. wjh

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I hadn't heard that either-makes one wonder abut her daddy-he had lots of dental work done and he was having tremors. I don't have silver fillings any more either-I need to go have some fillings but I'm not having silver.
Not only is there mercury in them-silver fillings change size, swelling and contracting with the foods-hot and cold-that we eat and drink. This causes the teeth to crack and that causes decay faster and pain as well. It happened to me-My filled tooth that had no problems at the time with any decay etc: split and part of it came out while I was eating. The dentist said it was the silver fillings and removed them on that side, replacing the tooth with a cap and fixing the other fillings next to it.
So I tell people to ask for other than silver fillings, gold is good and they have the white porclian that is just as good as a real tooth but one can't crack ice or walnuts and be "safe" anymore. I don't do either and haven't for years though I used to be an "ice eater" in summer time.

I hope lots of people will read Lisa's warnings about Mercury! See-she's and sharp or sharper than her daddy! and willing to share, desires to help like him too.
I'll bet there isn't a hat in heaven big enough for his head these days for sure!
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Wanda June Hill
author of "We Remember, Elvis" & "Elvis - Face to Face"

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(He was in Bev. Hills home, waiting for his daughter to call so he could spend a few days off with her. I wasn't taping the conversation but I hit the record message on my answering machine when he answered the call and this is what I got.)
Elvis: Hello? [pause.] Who is this? [pause] You got to be kidding! SHE wouldn't call me! [pause] You're THAT Presley kid-YOUR his daughter? Gawd....I'm so thrilled!! What? [pause]
Who taught you words like that! (Laughs that muffled inside his mouth giggle) Okay ooo deddy oves ooo wittlesweetyone, be right there, leavin' now! (He told me bye-bye and I didn't hear from him again for weeks until he was heading to Vegas. I liked to never figured out what he was saying- it's said that he talked that way with his mother and his girlfriends that counted, including his "cilla".)

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(This came from the interview conversations but was not used in WR,E ( Now available as revised book 2006- for information go to above website address) and will be in Face to face next year-it's similiar to another post but not exactly and I had asked him if he was "bullied in school". 1976)
Elvis: No...eh - guess by today's standards maybe so, they just didn't like me much on account of I... eh was...different ya know? Clothes...ma hair 'n got lots of-of jus' lookin' at from their (snicker) girlfriends. Not that they'd of given me the time of day-naw...most of 'em thought eh- I was- somethin'. They didn't quite know what to make of-of me. So...the other fellas, they didn't like my hair mostly, ever body was wearin' crew cuts ya know, sports an all. But...eh...I wasn't gonna cut my hair jus' for that or them...either!
Wanda: So it was your clothes and hair-they just called you names?
Elvis: (Laughs) Mostly-jus' threaten to do somethin'; I could run pretty fast-if had to-'n if I had to, I'd protect myself 'n they knew it. Few times more'n eh...I jus' ran rather'n get into it.
Wanda: Did you ever get caught?
Elvis: You sure anybody wants to hear 'bout this kinda stuff? Man, jus' kid stuff...
Wanda: You can bet people do! Don't you realize everything out of your mouth is like...precious stones to most people-your fans?
Elvis: That's ...scary...Lord, don't have nothin' serious to tell-jus' like millions other fellas growin' up in those times...nothin' any different than...anyone else, really.
Wanda: Elvis, you might as well get used to it-people care about what you do, did, think and how you live. I didn't know anything about your childhood and I was interested-still am!
Elvis: yeah, but you...you're not...you know me! "n you know 'bout...bout me...there's nothin' else to know really. Jus' childhood stuff an' every body has that-'um no different...wasn't then neither...jus' had a different way of wantin' to to look because...'cause of what I liked, you know? Lookin' like-like jus' different. wanted to be different. Guess that's what was wrong at the time, jus' didn't want to be nobody...or one of the crowd...Gawd, this is gettin' intense...gonna sound like some kind of-of weird-o if-if tell ever thing. Un people already think I belong up a tree...
Wanda: I asked if you were caught by your classmates-did they beat you up?
Elvis: Would have-but couple guys saw what was happenin' an' saved me...(Laughs) Man, I was glad to see 'em too!
Wanda: What set them off the most-clothes or your hair?
Elvis: Their girlfriend's givin' me too many looks 'n sayin' too much (Laughs) Funny thing is...girls looked, but wouldn't give me the time of day! Jus' one...'n she an' I dated some-when I could 'n we went to the prom an' all that...gawd it was awful...I mean, she's real nice 'n we looked good...but wasn't much for dancin' 'n we left early. Was workin' then too, 'n had to be up 'n we was home be for mornin' an' jus' no big deal...when I think 'bout it now. (Laughs) Rather went to the show...we looked good, in pictures an all...young...real young. Been a while...man, long time.
Wanda: You mean, you didn't have a bottle of booze hidden in your car, spiked cokes or any of that-didn't go to lover's lane and maybe, look at the stars?
Elvis: (Laughs, giggles) No, didn't do none of that-she was my steady...went to gospel singin's an the movies-sat in her swing an' talked-did some heavy breathin'...but that's 'bout it. (Laughs) Was gonna get married-eh...but my first record saved my ass! (Laughs) Damn sure glad it did...Lord, lord...

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It's something to read and learn about all the things that we know Elvis did-and then astounding to think that there are so many more that we know nothing about! A few will trickle in here and there but soon they will be gone also, and those things will be treasures in Heaven and I guess we can share them all once we get there too. That's my goal...my foot's ready to step up when that time comes! I have a feelilng that my dear Uncle Raymond and Elvis will probably have to draw "straws" to determine which one of them will be "meeting" me!!
And if my dad beats me there-there will be three Capricorn types drawing for the position-ha. It's a funny thought anyway. It is so strange how all the men in my life have been the sign of the "goat"...I wonder what that means-really.... Is it me-or them? Guess that's another question to be answered some day in the future.

I was thinking and reading old files and trying to hoe out some of the paper I seem to "collect and hang on to" for years and years-to make room for more "current" paper of course...ha. I came across the transcript of Elvis talking to the Avon lady whom I got acquainted with more after she talked to him- and was remembering her situation and how he came into the picture and now I realize, he did it purposely and with intent. She had a little girl about 9 years old who was mentally disabled, very bright and cute and she and her mother were "on their own". Her mother worked and the daughter went to special classes at school and together they "sold" Avon for extra things as money was tight. Along about then some of the government services for disabled kids and people were being cut as usualy when Repblicians are in office-oh, excuse me, sorry to make my commentary political-really. She was telling me how her daughter wouldn't be able to attend the classes every day and that mean she would have to put her in care somewhere while she worked and she was about to cry-I barely knew the lady, having only seen her over about 3 months when she delivered my orders if I had any. Anyway, she was very upset and before she left she told me something her little girl said after I ran into them at the grocery store. I was introduced to the daughter as Wanda and after I moved on her little girl was so excited she said, she thought that I was "Wonder Woman" her favorite show to watch at that time, because I had a gold band holding my long hair back out of my face, I was wearing a sparkly shirt and had a belt on with silver conchos and my inital W in gold holding up my jeans and I had on boots that were black-I never tuck in my jeans but the black shiny boots showed below and they had pointed toes-cowboy boots ya know, still wear them too. I was really laughing, me Wonder Woman-what a compliment! We both laughed and she left my house smiling again.
A couple nights later Elvis called, it was very early, just barely after midnight and he was not sleeping well so he wanted to talk himself to sleep- in the course of the conversations I told him about the Avon lady and her little girl and how I was "Wonder Woman" to her. He laughed and said, out of the mouths of babes comes forth the truth-you are! And we laughed some more. He asked me about the daughter, her problems and I told him about the government's cuts and how her mom was selling Avon on the side to make ends meet and she was so worried about where she would put her little girl 3 days a week since the school funds were being cut and her child was on that list as not as needy. Anyway he was kind of quiet, not saying too much for a few minutes then he asked me for her phone number saying he wanted to order something he'd seen in one of their ads but he couldn't find his grandmother's book. He said she got them when they came in and that she liked to look at the "pretty things" in them. He said he might call her and see if she could take his order for his grandmother. The next thing I knew, the Avon lady was estatic, she had talked to Elvis and he was ordering things from her-not a lot but enough that she had extra money and she was being noticed in the Avon business meetings. She was being asked to be a teaching representive that was a paid position too. Elvis never said a word... A few weeks later she brought the tape of her conversation with him wherein he thanks her and says to thank the Avon ladies for the card they sent him when he was sick and in the hospital while in Vegas. He also speaks of the book coming out and that he did not take any drugs other than prescribed by his doctors. That portion of that conversation is on Maia's map site and I think in Elvis-the Man-or his Ailments maybe? Anyone who knows, please put a link up as I am as you know, a computer dummy. I read how, someone tells me how and before I can do it, I forget it all-even what I've read...it's so stupid! I've spent days trying to learn things on here-think I have it and then draw a blank! Must be a reason-I might turn into some sort of weird computer whiz or something-huh-Me? Hardly that. Oh well, just chalk it up to having too much other stuff to remember and think about. overloaded circuits.
anyway, Elvis was gone before he could do much to help the Avon lady, but the the last I heard, some 12 years or so ago, she was working for the Avon company and doing pretty good. Her little girl was going to school and her health was still holding as well as could be expected also. Elvis had intended all along to do something-and I guess he thought that was the best route to take, or maybe he was working up to knowing her mother a bit and then going to find out what was needed and do it sneakily no doubt. He just didn't have time. The Avon lady wrote her story for WR,E. wjh