A Tribute to Mia Lon
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Greetings Friends, |
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Safe Journey, MiaLon – We’ll see you round the bend…. thank you for being a part of my life….. Love, Dorie |
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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. |
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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. |
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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…… L. |
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A sweet spirit. Namaste’ Mia Lon. Jane |
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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 |
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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, |
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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 |
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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 |
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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. |
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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
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