by Marilyn Muir, LPMAFA
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This is a true story. When I first began my studies of spirituality and metaphysics in the early 1970’s, I received many seemingly random and varied messages from different sources about my life, my budding talents, and my eventual path through life. Most of what I was given was quite confusing, didn’t fit any of my knowns at that time and came with little explanation. One of those long-ago messages was about my involvement and work with children other than my own. I was not given the ages or names of these children or their purpose. I was not given a time or a method of reaching them. Instead, when I questioned, I was told I could not look for them and that they would “find” me. As an absolute amateur with spiritual guidance, I dutifully recorded all the messages I received from whatever sources and put them aside because life as a single mother of four demanded constant attention with little time for obscure messages.
Imagine my surprise in mid-March of 1985 when I answered a knock on my door to reveal a group of very confused eighteen-twenty year-olds… children of a similar age to those of my own growing family. These were strangers who somehow “knew” that I would help them, so they found me. Remembering my earlier set-aside message on helping children and that they would find me, I invited them in. We got to spend a few days together. They had the strangest tale to tell me.
Apparently, they were living life as late teens to early twenties kids do, day to day, doing what was necessary, studying, working and living. Their story was that one non-specific day they woke up and life was somehow different. They “knew” they had something in particular to do. They “knew” they had the talent and ability to do whatever it was. They did not know where or how they got that talent and ability. One day they just woke up with the knowing. They were not sure why they had the ability or what to do with it. They did know they needed to find me. I do not know if that was an individual knowing or a collective knowing once they found each other, but find me they did. Supposedly I had the answers. Answers to what I was not sure, but I would “know”.
It was wonderful. These were boys and girls with the most amazing inner gifts for feeling, and teaching, and healing, and manifesting. They each had an innate skill that had awakened one fine day without prelude. They each had an innate trust in each other because they were unique but together. They each came to me for ??? and they trusted me to provide ??? I watched as one young woman sat behind a young man in great personal anguish. She wrapped her arms around him, closed her eyes and removed his pain and anguish. I watched another young woman drop into a teachering mode as she instinctively knew what each needed to hear, what to say and how to say it. I watched as energy poured from one to another as needs arose and were met.
I fed them, and held them, and talked with them as each needed. I did their astrology wheels. I think that, as an adult, I gave them permission to be who they were without question or reservation and to honor the gifts that had awakened within them. In a few days they moved on, out of my life. Many years later one of them called me, again led to me by whatever guidance was provided. Again, I gave friendship, comfort, acceptance, reassurance, and that was it. As mysteriously as it began, it ended. I have asked “why” many times since then.
While they were with me and we talked, I had attempted to find out when their awakening had occurred and had identified that it was shortly before they “found” me with slight variations as to “shortly”. At that time, I was unable to identify when and by what means they had awakened.
Fast forward a couple of years. A lovely, though currently nameless person provided me with a piece of astrological information that gave me the answer to my question, “What awakened the children?” I received the astrological data and cast the wheels as any astrologer would do. I am so grateful for that information, and although I have the original note in someone else’s handwriting, it is not signed with a name. I don’t remember whom to thank or to whom to give credit for that data. To the thoughtful person who provided me with this information so many years ago, I give my profound thanks.
It took a little time to realize what I had been given. The data for an actual event was a few days to a few weeks prior (it was a process and an event) to the knock on my door and the arrival of those children in my life. The data coincided with the wake-up call and what a wake-up call that was!
On January 28, 1985 in Los Angeles, CA, USA a group of America’s most talented singers got together for an amazing recording, a chorus of glorious voices called “USA for Africa”. The official beginning of what was to become a monumental song was at 10:30 PM and lasted until about 8:00 AM the following day. As the evening led into the early morning hours of the next day, the solos commenced around midnight of January 29th and were completed at 5:15 AM. The last solo recording was on February 28th, and then all that was left was the mixing and releasing on March 7th, 1985 – the world did the rest. The original recording and release of “We are the World, We are the Children” is now a part of history.
Michael Jackson and Lionel Richie wrote the lyrics and the music, and it was produced by Quincy Jones and Michael Omartian. Michael Jackson was also the rallying cry around which everything coalesced. The chorus and soloists of the brightest and best of that day and age was amazing. Even my great-grandchildren sing this song and know its history.
For me, I was able to identify the wake-up call for the children who found their way to my door back in March of 1985. “We are the World, We are the Children” was a universal Soul Note that awakened those children into a world that definitely needed all the healing and help it could generate. And now this has been done again, this time to help the victims of the devastating earthquake that hit Haiti on January 12, 2010. On February 1, 2010, in Hollywood, CA, USA, another all-star singing cast did an awesome re-make of the original. It was spearheaded by Lionel Richie and Quincy Jones and released yesterday, February 12th. I listened to the new recording with my great-grandson this morning. Through the power of technology, Michael Jackson was able to join this ensemble as well.
The children who came to my door in 1985 are full adults now, probably with children of their own close to the same age as their parents at the time I met them. Those wonderful children should have children of their own. The Soul Note that woke up my 1985 children with talents and abilities ready to go was the first recording of “We are the World, We are the Children”. Will the children of my “children” be those who woke up with this new recording of “We are the World, We are the Children”? I would like to believe that the universe has provided a new Soul Note at a time when we need all the help we can generate for our world. Another group of “children” might have just awakened. I sincerely hope they find each other and are encouraged and nurtured to provide their gifts to a needy world.
Epilog: I thought this article was finished, but lo and behold I heard television comments today on whether or not the re-make of the song should have been attempted. Lots of pros and cons are being expressed. I had to laugh. I truly believe the universe sounded a Soul Note because of my personal experience. I therefore believe it may have just sounded another Soul Note, slightly different from the first, but with the potential of being just as powerful as an awakener. I doubt that human opinion matters much if that which is universal decides it is time for something to occur. That last part smacks a little of destiny doesn’t it?
We all experience individual consciousness from the reservoir of universal consciousness, sort of a Universe”R”Us concept. If we are religious in nature, we label that universal consciousness as deity. If we are evolutionist by nature, we label the universe as mathematic- or scientific-based. If we are spiritually driven, we simply label it as consciousness. The label really doesn’t matter because it is merely a naming tag. The universe by any name would still be the universe. Our universe has magnificent patterns and rhythms that I study as an astrologer. Life seems to me to be purposeful as opposed to chaotic and random. That Universal consciousness that permeates the whole of existence, including us, is a little bit bigger than personal opinion, don’t you think?
Published in AFA Today’s Astrologer Aug 2019 vol 81 #8, and EZine, republished with slight editing and chart added.
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