by maia » Sat Oct 29, 2005 5:12 pm
from my unpublished manuscript, BLUE STAR LOVE ~ From Elvis' Heart to Yours"
From a news clipping:
“He (Elvis) firmly believed he had the powers of psychic healing by the laying on of hands. He believed he would be reincarnated. He believed he had the strength of will to move clouds in the air, and he was also convinced that there are beings on other planets. He firmly believed he was a prophet who was destined to lead, designated by God for a special role in Life.”
Through Elvis’ unconditional love of all peoples, he opened wide the door of his heart to the emotionally troubled and physically afflicted. As a result, those who had been given more than their share of rejection from others, flocked to his performances and often waited for him patiently outside his home. Even today, 20 years after his passing, many wheelchairs can be seen at the annual candlelight service at Graceland. He did not respond to these special ones with pity, nor did he interact with them through condescension. I have seen him enfold people in his arms who were in obvious emotional need; some physically marred, others only broken inside. Many were women who were quite homely. His communion with them was natural, and not self-conscious. He did not reach down to them, but across to them. As in the song he sang, “like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down.” When I looked into Elvis’ eyes, as he extended his hands from stage side to those in need of him, I saw a reflection of their pain, and knowledge of their sorrow. Deep within this beautiful creature was a living wound. It had not come to pass solely from this life experience. Those more aware and caring human beings on the planet such as Elvis, do not hold themselves as separate from the misery of the world. This was what I saw in the pools of blue Light coming from Elvis’ eyes - it was the suffering of the world, but also, ever so much as brightly, the hope of the world.
Like the Unicorn, Elvis was a rare creature of air and Light, drawn to the lap of Grace, only to find his captors not far behind. We see this symbol in the tapestries and paintings of old, where the Unicorn lies its head in the lap of the maiden, and in a later scene, he is struggling in vain against the cruel ropes and snares of his attackers. These are men who would kill him and take his precious horn, which is a symbol of his strength and beauty, as their own. Yet even with the implicit threat of his own demise crowding near, Elvis shimmering in white like the flank of a Unicorn, would kneel before the seeking hands allowing them to grasp and often tear his very flesh in their ardent desire to touch the ‘sacred creature’ they unconsciously felt concealed within him, and consequently which they knew subconsciously existed within themselves as well.
And what of the touch? Was it mere illusion, a form of desire turned bitter once quelled? What I saw and experienced was not illusion, nor did it dissipate when the curtains closed and he was gone from us once again. The magic remained as a dew upon the air. It seemed to linger in every corner of the showroom or coliseum, and it clung to the people as they left the building. It was tangible, it was real. It was a touch of Grace that left an indelible mark on us all. And for some, it would be a touch that healed. There were stories of both physical and emotional healings. Some of these healings resulted from the actual touch of Elvis’ hands and lips upon them, but many occurred by simply having been in his presence; and it did not end there. Souls around the world were, and still are being healed by Elvis in various ways, without ever having been near him.
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maia on Fri Mar 24, 2006 2:24 pm, edited 1 time in total.