You know, I really grieve right now for Mia Lon. Someone I knew and loved and had some great arguments with. I'll miss her dearly. Hell, I've missed her for years since leaving! first read she's passed, I cried, and remembered some really fond memories. What an enjoyable person she was - to me.

Reed/Darma Ra wrote:

It has been an interesting day in that Mia Lon went home today completing a long and difficult path. I remember her exuberance when she sang, she loved music so well. If there was ever anyone who understood Oneness, it was Mia. She will be missed and she will always be with us blessed being that she is.

Namaste' Mia Lon.

Lawrence/Netron wrote:

My deepest and most sincere empathy and love to you- Reed, Rhoda and evetS on the loss of your dear friend......... and to others on this list that new her. I wish to honor Mia Lon in the way my heart beats to this beings life here and would appreciate any stories of her life, in order for me to do so.

Farewell, Mia Lon, on your continued journey to the home land. You carry with you a tribe and lineage of honorable souls who will, always, be with you. Please, keep that fire in you burning brighty as we are all, just a moment away from joining you!

May we all be blessed by the Divine!

Shanti Shanti OM......

Jane/Triana wrote:

A sweet spirit.

Namaste' Mia Lon.

Jane

Terry/Zanos wrote:

When i saw the picture of MIA LON, I saw the love in her eyes that I remember in the old days in Morningland. That symbolized what the people felt and how we all hoped for a better world. The feeling of love and togetherness will never die for us and in MIA LON's passing, I can see that her hope is eternal. We are all living proof that no group or cult or organization will ever break our spirit, or stop us on our travel along the path. Morningland was (for a lot of us) a small OASIS along the way where we stopped and rested and took a drink. And we gave encouragement to each other as well. MIA LON is a very loving soul and she gave freely of her time and her love. I know that my life is much richer for having known her.

PS. Put in a good word for me with the big dude okay???

Thanks and love Terry

Asha/Shirley wrote:

Very well said, Terri! Many blessing and love to each of us as well to Mia Lon and her family. I will miss her gentle and loving spirit on this plane and know that I will feel her with us all forever!

Love, Light and Peace,
Asha and Tracy

Melody/Lepon wrote:

I met Mia Lon on my very first visit to ML and needless to say, my life was enriched by knowing her.

Hugs to all
Melody

Gail/Jana wrote:

Of course, mia Lon had been on my mind all week. I'm so glad I followed my inner direction and got a phone message through Sunday morning, as it turned out within a half hour before she left us.!

I knew her both within and outside the organized Morningland activities and, as I think of her, I get more words and scenes than complete thoughs: creative, courage, enthusiams and joy in whatever she was doing, devotion, loyalty, humor, music. . .

Such were my thoughts on Friday morning during the time her funeral was going on when there came a completely different thought beam that stopped me in mid-stream and, I think, was a real verification of the bond we all share. I didn't hear her voice but I'm sure these were her words: "Girl, what are you doing? I've never been better than I am now and you haven't heard the last of me! No get on with your own life and celebrate me.!"

Darling sister, that's just what I'll do. My life is blessed because you were, and are, in it. Life, and love, and growth and music are all forever and I know you are going on ahead of us to work you've chosen to do. We all go on together!

Love, always!

Jana

Treon/Cheryl wrote:

I remember Mialon.... and I feel the need to communicate these words...Mialon forgive me for not seeing your true beauty while you were in Morningland and for not getting to know you better.... all my energy goes with you at this moment...take all my hopes with you on your journey beyond the stars.... I pray that the opportunity to know you will present itself again.... and that we will join hands together in a place without fear or tears... where the beauty of the spirit is the consequence of the compassionate heart... a heart that you posess.... a heart that I will send all my strength to keep beating ... if that is your will.... Treon.

Morningland Chat Room Session Friday, April 28, 2000

'He alone is great who turns the voice of the wind into a song made sweeter by his own loving' - Kahil Gibran

lucyfir =Lucy/Zemikin
Sunfleur =Al/Ishvara Das
dorie =Dorie/Pathena

lucyfir: I was just reading Mia Lon's healing testimony

Sunfleur: Really? What was it about, Luce?

dorie: yea lucy - what was it?

lucyfir: She says she was healed of epilepsy. The doctor's gave her 6 months to live, that was in 1974. So, her testimony is pretty incredible

dorie: yes, I remember it now that you reminded me for someone given 6 months to live, to live another 20+ years is amazing

lucyfir: very :)

dorie: lucy - does it say how she came to ML?

lucyfir: just that in Dec 1974 'someone' told her about ML and that it was a healing center.

lucyfir: the other testimony on epilepsy was Cherack

lucyfir: wow, it says in her testimony that the doctors actually wrote in her chart: "Through a healing, this person was cured." Or so she says.

dorie: very kewl

Sunfleur: I question that. Doctors don't like the word "cure."

lucyfir: ya, me too Al

lucyfir: I know that a lot of these testimonies were 'doctored'

Sunfleur: "doctored" is the right word. : )

lucyfir: so, I guess we're the send off committee :)

Sunfleur: Well, anyway, I have one memory of Mia Lon that should be experessed here.

lucyfir: k

Sunfleur: We were in the throne room once... A few of us just talking in the rear. She (Mia Lon) was relating a story to us about some new person or someone who had used the word "TAY-row"... Rather than pronouncing "tarot" the way we did (tugh-ROW) she pronounced it "TAY-row." Mia lon said that according to Sri, this indicated that this tarot person was of the other side. Because she pronounced it differently.

lucyfir: ha ha ha

dorie: haha....

Sunfleur: We may scoff at the sillyness of it all, but that was proof enough at the time.

lucyfir: It was definitely the gospel for me then

dorie: me too

lucyfir: but, may I scoff anyway :)

Sunfleur: Well, it was a church, why wouldn't it be gospel?

Sunfleur: Scoff, scuff, whatever you want. : )

lucyfir: I always remember her being there, as a part of the temple

dorie: I don't remember any particular stories, I just remember her sweetness and her lovable nature... would do anything for anyone

lucyfir: She was just very happy to do anything that was asked of her.

lucyfir: to take care of things and welcome people

Sunfleur: Always smiling too.

lucyfir: And that laugh!

Sunfleur: Very warm italian mama archtype.

dorie: I think she worked hard in the bookstore, chart construction, and I can remember her "A-HA' facial expression when she'd get something explode in her mind....

lucyfir: yes, her and Radiance come to mind as being friends or something

dorie: Death - the grand illusion - the final frontier... the grand voyage

dorie: well, does anyone want to say anything else to send Mia lon our best wishes for her journey.

lucyfir is thinking and looking

Sunfleur: Well, only that she was probably more appreciated in the temple than she was ever made aware of.

dorie: I'd like to share a ritual that I read about once that seems appropriate

lucyfir: k

Sunfleur: k

dorie: in the celtic tradition, in the covens and weyers, when a relative or magical partner would pass, the other members of the group would gather soon after and take out a basket of yarns, all different colors, thicknesses and lengths. Each person would take a piece of yarn and a scissors, and remembering some part of the person who had passed, cut the thread that tied them to release the spirit to travel freely to it's next life. The pieces of cut yarn would be burried in the earth afterwards. I found this relevant as an ancient form of recapitulation - giving the gift of freedom to the departed spirit, while retaining their own energy as those still living. They'd cut as many cords as they could identify and name, telling stories, etc. It was a time of great grief and great sharing of the soul of their loved one who had departed. When it was done, it was done. A simple ceremony with profound results, for a simple people of a more simple time.

lucyfir: It sounds like a complete celebration.

dorie: so, I take my yarn and I cut it - what's mine returns to me, what's yours goes with you - with my love and blessings, Mialon - I am glad we shared a moment in time together

Sunfleur cuts a piece of yarn, remembering the "tay-row" story.

dorie: great story, Al... I can just hear her saying it...

lucyfir: I'll cut several pieces, including my own, for the people that couldn't make it here tonight.

lucyfir: Goodbye MiaLon. . . we loved you well and now we release you and we journey onward

Reed Wrote:

I received a phone call from Deyani. She had just returned from the funeral service for Mia Lon. She said that there were about 70 people there, and the whole place was filled with flowers. There was a lot of sadness as well as happy energy throughout the proceedings. During the viewing on Thursday, Deyani said that the mortician really did an excellent job reconstructing Mia back to a resonable likeness of herself. Apparently her face was all sunken in, and her limbs were black, and they fixed it all! Deyani was able to speak before the group about a side of Mia Lon that they never knew. The Morningland side. The side of her that reflected her selfless ways of compassion for people regardless of who they were or what they were doing in their lives.

We will all miss her greatly.

Mia Lon's Healing Testimony

Six years ago, the doctors gave me six months to live. I was an epilieptic. For 35 years, I could not do what people do every day, day to day and take for granted. I couldn't drive a car. Roller skating, surfing, any kind of sport, dancing, amusement park rides, swinging around in a circle, having a job in the work-a-day world - I couldn't do any of this. I wasn't capable of making a living for myself and had to depend upon disability. I was totally disabled, not capable of the mental and physical functions of day to day life.

My day to day life was one black out after another. I'd be alone at home and my head would start to throb intensely, my stomach would start turning and then the dizziness set in. The sweat would pour down off my face and yet I'd be cold. My body would get rigid, my heart would pound and I'd start spinning. Each time all I could think was "God, isn't there anybody out there?" and then I'd black out.

Blacking out is kind of a floating sensation until you wake up. The time span for me, personally, could be anywhere from two seconds to a six-day coma. And yet what takes place on the mental planes or the planes beyond what I knew existed - which is where I'd be during a black out - seemed like a matter of seconds and then I'd wake up. I'd wake up to all white - a hospital, and I'd have tubes hanging from me, feeding me. Sometimes I'd wake up in the same place as when I went out. I'd be in my living room and there'd be static on the television. I would have no idea how many hours had gone by. I wouldn't even know what had happened. I would just remember the feeling and that's all I ever remembered - the feeling of fear, knowing it was going to happen, that I was going to have a seizure, and there was nothing I could do about it and nobody around.

It came to a point that after 32 years of this, the doctors wrote me off. In fact, I wrote myself off long before that. I turned to alcohol to dull the pain, Everyone know that booze and pills don't mix, but boy do they get rid of the pain - temporarily. In fact, it got rid of the pain to such an extent that I started to like the feeling that I had going through a seizure. What happened during a seizure became more of a reality to me than anything else. So I took more pills and more and more and at the age of 26 I OD'd. It didn't work, I didn't die - and was I mad. I mean I was angry to think that here I had only made myself sick and as a result I was now immune to the pills. So the doctors had to change the medication.

So I started drinking heavily, which only threw me into more seizures. The only way to get out of the pain for me was to die. I was getting to the point where I looked forward to dying. There was nothing left for me. I had no friends. Who would want to be the friend of a social outcast? I couldn't do anything for myself.

I'd found the best doctors, literally hundreds, but they didn't help. I'd tried every medication, every test, every blood scan and nothing helped.

Between the ages of two and thirty-four, I had had over 100,000 seizures, ranging anywhere from two seconds to six days in length. Physically, I was a wreck. Over the years, with the damage to my nervous system, the right lobe of my brain had shifted, which caused that side of my head to hang lower than the other side. My right eye was merely a slit in my face. I could hardly see. There were holes in my ear drums so huge that any sounds echoed through my head.

In December 1974, someone told me about Morningland and that Morningland is a healing center. The doctors had just told me I had six months to live. My heart could not withstand one more seizure they said. I was having at least one grand mal a month! So in December of 1974, I had to make a decision - did I really want to live or not. I didn't understand healing and I still don't understand a lot about what takes place. I just know how I feel and that now I can think and that I now have a job making $1,000 a month. So the choice I made that December was to live. I chose Morningland. I'd gone to so many shrinks, so many hospitals, so many doctors, through so many x-rays, EKG's and tubes of blood I couldn't even count them.

On April 6, 1975, I met the Queen of Peace, Sri Donato and I simply said "I am here because I'd like you to remove the scar tissue and make me normal." In just a few minutes with the Queen of Peace, I knew I was okay; but that was just the beginning. The seizures stopped immediately. The medication stopped instantly. It took nine months for the AMA and all the doctors, six at the time, who were treating me to agree that the healing had indeed taken place. That's how it is written in my medical records. "Through a healing, this person was cured." My case was written up in the medical journals and I was medical history.

I recently read about someone who died after four seizures - four! I had had over 100,000 seizures and I am far from dead. I have a job making $1,000 a month. I drive a volkswagen that I bought and paid for with the money I earned myself working. I even have such a good driving record that I got a four year extension on my driver's license. These are the side benefits that come with this healing process. Not only can I drive a car, but I have the coordination to be able to use my feet and hands and think at the same time. No longer are there any holes in my ear drums. In fact, I recently had a hearing test and my hearing is above normal! There is no longer any scar tissue on my brain. My eyes now have 20/15 vision which again is beyond normal. Normal is 15/15. My right eye is the one that is 15 and it is catching up to the left eye. I have a few headaches now and then, just like everyone else. And just like everybody else, I take a couple of aspirins and don't worry about it.

All this is only possible through the Master Donato the Christ through the Queen of Peace. I was living on borrowed time - I had six months to live when I met the Queen of Peace. That was six years ago.

-Mia Lon

The right handed lotus basking in a purple light. Don't ask me what that means.