The following is from a letter sent by Elvis in
1970 to a friend whom I shall call Alice, and her husband whom I shall call Roy:
"So, Alice, I’m going to Vegas, if you and your family would like
to come and see us there it’d be nice. Let Joe know and after the show we
could get together. I’d like to talk to you about transference of thoughts. I’ve
tried it and had some success - it would appear to me that I am a sender as well
as receiver. I’ve had better luck sending, however. Stanley’s book helped
me, I think you’d like it and I have a copy for you. Roy won’t mind if we
talk; I'll ask him, not you. It would be nice if I could have some time away
from everything but not now, not here. Besides that, I have some personal
problems with it too, Priscilla doesn’t enjoy anything of that type. You have
a good man in Roy, he does understand us.
"Alice, I’ve been thinking about the Egyptian trip and
I really want to go. If I can work it out with my schedule count me in! God, to
see the temples and walk again on the same steps! It sends me! I want to see the
lions again, go inside them. I guess that’s impossible now though, but maybe I
could remember. I remember so much, have lost so much, but with you there I
could, I know it. I want to go so much it hurts, but you understand that, don’t
you? I have dreams, dark places and hidden steps down and tunnels with oil lamps
on the walls and boxes, long boxes with grain and many golden figures around
them. I dream of blood, spilling out, flowing over my feet and staining the hem
of my robe and of screams and cries and black hoods and flashing knives. Swords
they be, with cutting edges and points and oh, the blood is everywhere. God, it
chills me. I feel I did it. I wake up wet, cold and shaking and so sick at heart
and I am filled with sorrow for the lost souls and the agony I caused. Could it
be so? Am I he? Is this why I feel such a debt to the people I play to? Do I owe
them this joy, this pleasure because I took so much? Is this my way of
atonement? I do not know, God, I do not know! Alice, help me find out if you
can. I have done all you said to do and I’ll be ready to let you take me back.
My life, Alice, is yours, guide me through and please make me see the reasons.
"I’ll look forward to seeing you soon, and Roy also. I
have something he’ll like - from the game! Don’t mention this to any of the
guys or all is lost for us. I won’t say a word here...Always, Elvis"
From ‘We Remember, Elvis’ by Wanda Hill:
"Elvis always wanted to go to the Holy Land and see where Jesus lived and
walked, and he longed for Jesus to return to Earth. From reading and studying
the Bible - Daniel, The Book of Revelations, and Matthew, and other parts as
well - Elvis developed ideas about the return of Jesus, which he discussed with
preachers and people who should know...when all the prophecy is fulfilled, after
the famines, floods, earthquakes, wars and rumors of wars; the time would come
for Jesus to return and claim His people...all those believing in Him and
following His teachings. They will be spared the time of great torment and
tribulations to follow.
He also spoke of the Bible’s mention of two prophets
returning to Earth and being killed for their influence upon mankind, and for
three days all nations would ‘see them lying’ in the streets. Until there
were television satellites, he believed this could not have been fulfilled, but
now we are able to send pictures around the world in minutes. Someone like
Martin Luther King or John Kennedy could be one of those prophets. Because, he
said a ‘prophet’ does not necessarily mean a person who speaks of visions or
predicts the future, but one who tells of what a thing could be - as Martin
Luther King told of his ‘dream’. I am now wondering as I recall all of his
words, could Elvis Presley have been one of those prophets? He too, influenced
the world and spoke to the masses. Should he have chosen to lead, he very easily
could have commanded great forces in whatever capacity he selected, and for
three days we saw him ‘lying’ in the streets as we witnessed the masses
mourning his death via television.
"And their dead bodies shall lie in the street of the
great city, which spiritually is called Sodom and Egypt...."
It is noteworthy that Elvis died, ‘lay in state’, and was
buried in Memphis, a city in Tennessee named after an ancient city in Egypt -
the city which claimed Ptah as their ‘God of Memphis’. Martin Luther King,
also was slain in Memphis, Tennessee. Elvis and JFK share important
numerological similarities, and both King and Kennedy were revered by Elvis. Of
course, that makes three ‘prophets’ instead of two, but could it be that the
number ‘two’ in the Biblical context is a number code and does not
necessarily refer to only two individuals? Perhaps there are several people who
compose the ‘two witnesses’.
When Elvis was a little boy he went to a Pentecostal revival
where the minister practiced ‘speaking in tongues’, a mysterious ability of
some to speak in an unknown language. This was accomplished by several of the
Apostles of Christ, and mentioned in the Bible. After the Pentecostal minister
finished his speaking in tongues he was suppose to stand and translate what he
had just said. This time he did not, and young Elvis stood instead, rendering a
meaning of these words to the satisfaction of the assembly.
In the 1950's when Elvis first became popular, he was not
accustomed to the intensity of energy focused on him by his following. It would
often make his nose bleed. When he came offstage, he some times fainted from
sensitivity to the energy blasting he received from an enthusiastic audience.
Unconscious, he would begin to speak in an unknown language. Regaining
consciousness, he had no memory of the occurrence, and so on one occasion, a
friend tape recorded his trance like jargon. Upon listening to the tape, Elvis
did not recognize the language, but took the recording to a language expert, who
identified it as ‘ancient Hebrew’. This, Elvis told Wanda Hill, was what
began his deep study of the Bible
Elvis believed his cosmic heritage was linked with the Sun.
Jose Arguelles, in ‘The Mayan Factor’, writes of Ahau Kines, the Mayan name
for ‘Priests of the Sun’ and ‘Diviners of Harmony’. Mr. Arguelles
writes:
"The AHAU KINES, the Lords of the Sun, have remained ever
vigilant and attuned. It is due to their influence, which descends from time to
time in the form of electromagnetic seeds called archetypes, that human concern
has been elevated, directed, or channeled through the religion of the Sun, the
great planetary solar cult...Commemorated and consecrated in the secret
thirteenth chamber of the Great Pyramid, the cult of RA was intended to pierce
like a ray of pure light at the initiation of the cycle for the purpose of
evoking in humanity a constant memory of the higher evolutionary purpose."
Elvis in his past life role as Ptah, and in his similarity to
the Horus archetype, most certainly was a focus for the Ahau Kines job of ‘seeding’
the mainstream consciousness with new energy for the evolution of our race. This
occurred through his music, which carried the vibrations of higher consciousness
in its ability to open one’s heart. In this way he is intricately linked to
the ‘Solar Lords’ consciousness and purpose.
On the actual day of Harmonic Convergence, the 10th year of
Elvis’ passing, a newscaster stood in the Trophy room of Graceland, next to
what he thought was Elvis’ Mayan Sundial suit, but was in fact his Aztec
Sundial suit (no matter - the Aztecs adopted their ‘sundial’ calender from
the Mayans). Elvis wore the Aztec suite for his last performance. To his
television audience, the newscaster said (paraphrased):
"August 16 (1987) is a unique day - it represents not
only the great tribute being presented all this week for an American
entertainer, but it is also the day of the Harmonic Convergence of the planet
Earth. It so happens that the Ancient Mayans ended their long range projected
calender with the date August 16th, 1987. Elvis was interested in Egyptian,
Mayan and Indonesian cultures and had designed a suit resplendent with the Mayan
Sundial upon it for his final nationwide appearance before his death. Elvis was
a spiritual, sensitive man, deeply moved by the plight of his fellow humans. His
message to the Earth was one of love, peace and brotherhood toward all races.
His memory is one of a great man, a leader for the good of all."
Elvis was originally laid to rest at Forest Lawn Cemetery in
Memphis, but soon after, when a plot to steal his body failed, he was interred
in Meditation Garden on the grounds of Graceland. Elvis’ father had requested
that the valuable rings buried with him be removed before re-interment. I have
heard that opening the casket, all present were astonished to find Elvis’ body in an
uncorrupted state. Despite embalming, the corpse should not have appeared in
such condition. It was not just the preservation that startled them. There was
an other-worldly look about it of almost transparent beauty. Elvis was
fascinated by the Yogis and Saints ability to achieve transition of this
physical realm at will, and studied the teachings of Parahamsaji Yogananda,
whose body remained in a perfect state for quite some time after his death
transition.
The Healer
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.
After Elvis’ death, Lena Canada wrote a book entitled, ‘To
Elvis, With Love’ in which she related her experiences with a young girl named
Karen, and Karen’s love for Elvis Presley. It was in Stockholm, Sweden in the
1960's when Lena, a 19 year old aide in an institution for handicapped children,
met Karen, a nine year old cerebral palsy victim. Karen was unable to walk, her
body deformed from the crippling disease. Her mother having left her in an
institution at birth, she lived a lonely and isolated life. Karen would have had
no reason to continue her existence if it had not been for Elvis. As Lena
writes:
"She had his records and photographs from the fan
magazines. She knew his life story by heart, but it did not stop there. She knew
his character, his personality, his habits and beliefs. All the little gaps the
magazine articles left open, Karen had meticulously covered with material
derived from her own needs, her own thoughts and - first and
last - her own immaculate love. She spoke of him with infinite belief,
as though she had actually met him, and with warm familiarity and affection, the
way you would a dear old friend. One spring day, regretting my words even as I
spoke them, I suggested to Karen that we write Elvis a letter. She was
thrilled....
"Karen’s faith was absolute and limitless. With painful
wisdom, I knew that never before had I made a mistake as fatal as the one that
had resulted in the letter to Elvis, for I had indirectly provided him with a
way of hurting Karen, by his inaccessibility and his silence. I prayed for a
miracle...."
When months passed, and no response from Elvis was delivered
into Karen’s waiting hands, Lena became desperate as she saw the child’s
despair. Then one day she came across a movie magazine with an article on Elvis
by a reporter who claimed a special friendship with him. Lena wrote the
reporter, pouring her heart out to her about Karen. The outcome of Lena’s
compassionate action alerted Elvis about Karen and her letter to him.
In his first letter to Karen he told her that he was sorry
that he had not received her letter to him. He said that he very much wanted to
become her friend, and gave her a special address where her letters would always
reach him. Elvis continued to write to Karen, each time encouraging her to write
to him in return.
Elvis to Karen:
Dear Karen,
This is written in a big hurry, because I don’t have much
time but I wanted to thank you for your letter. I feel that I know you better
already and I sure want to be your friend. Pretty has nothing to do with it.
Believe me, I see pretty ladies all the time and it gets to be a bore. Being
real is what counts, and I can tell that you are. I’m on my way to Nashville
to cut a record. If it turns out okay, perhaps I will send you one. In the
meantime, I hope you will write again so that I have a letter from you by the
time I return to L.A. Take care of Teddy.
Love,
Elvis Presley
Lena noticed that as more letters and presents from Elvis
came, Karen ‘blossomed’:
Yet a long life for Karen was not to be. She died while
writing a letter to her friend Elvis.
In Dr. Raymond Moody’s book, ‘Elvis After Life,’ he
tells the story of another little girl’s devotion to Elvis and how he came to
her in the moment of transition from this life to the next.
The story begins with her parents, Sherry and Jimmy. They were
both ‘Elvis fans’ and played his music for their daughter, who was afflicted
with Down’s Syndrome, a form of retardation. When the child Jennifer was born,
her parents were informed that not only was she retarded, but Jennifer also had
a hole in her heart. They were cautioned that their daughter would not live to
be very old.
Jennifer loved Elvis. She would sit and listen to his music
for hours. When she saw his television special from Hawaii in 1973, she was
ecstatic. When she was five years old, her parents took Jennifer to see Elvis in
person at one of his concerts in their city. According to her mother, the little
girl squealed and laughed, loving every minute of it, later telling anyone who
would listen to her, "I saw Elvis!"
Jennifer did not seem to understand death, and when Elvis died
it was to her as if he were still alive, and indeed so he was, deep within her
heart. In 1980 Jennifer approached the moment of her own death. As Sherry
witnessed it:
"As Jennifer was dying, she seemed to light up. The Light
looked as though it were coming from within her. She smiled a big smile. Jimmy
and I were hugging her and crying as she tried to sit up in bed. She said, ‘Love
you Mommy and Dimmy’. Then she said, ‘Here comes Elvis.’ She was looking
upwards and holding her arms out like she was trying to reach toward someone and
hug them. She said it twice, ‘Here comes Elvis.’ Then she collapsed and
died. She had the most beautiful smile on her face as she died, like an angel.
She saw Elvis when she died....
"On the way to the hospital in the car, as I was holding
Jennifer so tightly in my arms, I was so worried about what would happen to her
when she died. I had always had a feeling that there must be a life after this
one, but I wondered who would be there for her to take care of her. All her
grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins were still alive - no
one she had ever been close to, I thought, had died. Then, when she died there
in the hospital, Elvis came to meet her and help her as she died. Just think of
it. God had such a perfect plan!"
Jennifer’s father Jimmy, also recalls his experience of his
daughter’s death:
"I was never a religious man before that night. I vaguely believed in God,
but it was always something I put off thinking about. When I saw Jennifer smile
and reach up for Elvis though, I became a changed man. God is real....Anybody
who could have seen my daughter’s face that night would know it....That
evening was the saddest and happiest time of my life. Jennifer died, but I know
she’s alive with the Lord. And Elvis Presley came to meet her, and I got to
see it all with my own eyes!"
An Elvis fan in 1974:
"I’ve had my problems and recently I tried to kill myself. While I was in
a trance I heard a neighbor playing an Elvis record, and like the coming of the
dawn, my will to live came back." The song this woman heard playing was ‘How
Great Thou Art.’
Another testimony:
"I have a little sister who has had nine operations. She is retarded. The
doctors gave up on her four times. She can be crying....but when we put on any
one of Elvis’ records she quits crying and laughs and plays as long as the
record turns."
Elvis’ friend Larry Geller:
"From the moment we first met, I knew Elvis had a spiritual quality. I had
never seen so much power in one person. The effect he had on people was
tremendous. He could silence an entire room full of people just by walking in.
It wasn’t just his fame that caused that - it was his aura of
power."
Larry witnessed Elvis’ healing power in action:
"We were on a bus when he saw a man fall into the gutter with a heart
attack. Elvis stopped the bus and I watched as he put his hand on the man’s
chest. The man said, ‘It’s you, it’s you,’ and just got up."
An article states: "Leading religion experts say he's
(Elvis) actually answering his follower's prayers - in some cases,
miraculously saving their lives...'It's as if Elvis were a saint,' says Raymond
Moody, a psychologist and author of the book, Life After Elvis (Bantam). 'People
are praying to him, begging them to heal them out of their troubles...People are
having visions of Elvis, just like they have visions of Jesus or Joan of Arc or
Saint Christopher. They travel to Graceland just like pilgrims visit
Lourdes.'"
USA Today newspaper, March 30, 1984 - from Toronto,
Canada:
"The 14th annual convention of the Popular Culture Association is being
held in Toronto. Among the topics being studied by university scholars: a slide
show of Elvis Presley publicity photos in which the singer is shown as a
spiritual, introspective folk hero and finally as a ‘spiritual being who
almost had healing powers’."
Elvis describes to Wanda Hill the most touching thing that
happened to him in 1975:
"I-I-guess, when this little girl who is deaf, totally deaf, wrote to me a
note and handed it to me at a concert and said she could hear me
sing - my voice - and would I please speak to her. I leaned
down - had to lay on the stage to reach her - and I said,
‘I love you, you’re beautiful,’ into her ear. She shook all over and
grabbed me. There was such a power surge, I mean, between
us - like-like voltages of electricity, and there was like a bright
Light around us. Charlie saw it, James and the rest too, and my whole body was
jolted. And she looked into my eyes and said, ‘I heard you!’ then she kinda
fell and the guards took her to her seat. Later at the hotel, her folks sent a
letter up to me sayin’ that she told them what I said. She couldn’t have
read my lips, she didn’t see them. And they said in the letter she knew all
the words to my records and claimed from childhood to be able to hear me! But
she was totally deaf! I have to say that touched me in a unique way, more than
anything that’s happened since. But I understand it."
Joe Esposito, who was a friend and employee of Elvis' through
the '60's and '70's, reveals in his book, 'Good Rockin' Tonight', an incident in
which it would appear that Elvis' healing touch was nothing short of miraculous.
Sylvia, one of The Sweet Inspirations back-up singers had been diagnosed with
cancer. Elvis came to her dressing room, put his hands on her stomach and began
to pray. The next day, when Sylvia went the hospital further tests concluded
that there was no sign of cancer in her body.
Elvis was and is, a healer. He touches the wound, whether it
be of mind, body, heart or soul, and the afflicted responds by loving him /
herself into wholeness. Perhaps this is an over-simplification, but it needs to
be understood that although Elvis was certainly a "unique and enlightening
man" as his daughter described him, he was also one of us. His ability to
heal us from loneliness, depression, or illness of the flesh, is really our own
God given ability to heal ourselves being awakened by him. He gives us the
recognition of being able to see our own wholeness through his eyes, and we
supply the spiritual energy from within our own God center. Others could do the
same, but Elvis manages to make this revelation a great deal more joyful
somehow. Not all of us have people in our lives that are there for us in such an
exceptional way when we need them. Elvis is always there in our memories,
records, videos and in Spirit. In prayer and contemplation, so are Jesus Christ,
Buddha, or other religious icons. Granted, Elvis was / is not Christ or Buddha.
He was a very human man, with exceptional godly intentions and gifts. To me, he
represents a link between understanding ourselves and believing that God abides
in us despite our imperfections.
V. Anderson of California:
"Elvis has been around me for about a year. I have learned that I can call
on him when I need help. He is very tender and compassionate with sick people
because he suffered so when he was in his body. I'd like to share an incident I
had with him on the morning of December 12, 1991.
"I had gone to bed the previous night feeling ill. One of
my eyes was pink-rimmed and swollen. My head ached, and I felt weak and dizzy. I
knew I was running a temperature. I slept deeply for several hours, then
awakened. I still felt terrible. I said, ‘Elvis?’ Instantly he was there. He
said quietly, ‘Yes, baby.’ I said, ‘I feel really sick, and I have so many
things to do. Can you help me?’ Then I saw his entire body for the first time.
He was pure white shimmering Light, and he knelt and placed his hands on the
sides of my head. I fell asleep again, and when I awakened two hours later I
felt so much better that I was able to get up and start to work."
Flora Haas, San Antonio, Texas:
"To my deepest regret, I was never lucky enough to ever see Elvis in
person. All my knowledge of him comes from watching him, listening to him for
umpteen hours, reading every scrap of information I could lay my hands on,
whether positive or negative.
"In 1980 I had my first serious illness, which was the
beginning of the end for me. In 1981 I totally collapsed and had to retire from
my job, quit driving, quit going out in public and couldn't do my housework
anymore. The doctors found I had a progressive, deteriorating heart disease as
well as a lung disease that had apparently been there for years. With the new
diagnostic machines, they found two heart defects that I had at birth and that
explained all the health problems I had coped with all my life. All through the
years of raising children, I ended up in the hospital at least once a year and
sometimes twice. So now I felt the axe had fallen, and my life was over.
"For about two years I was completely depressed and could
not function mentally or physically very well. I was on all kinds of medication
for depression, anxiety, etc. Having been a pianist all my life, I couldn't even
play the piano any more. Then one day I came to my senses a little and put on an
Elvis gospel album.
"(In 1983) I began to listen to Elvis more every day and
found that I began to feel less tense and anxious. The more I listened, the more
I wanted to hear that beautiful voice. He reached me when no one else could, it
seemed, and I was even able to pray again, something I had not been able to do
for some time as I was angry with God, too. Elvis made me see how foolish I was
and I turned back to God in my daily prayers as I had always done before.
Elvis's love of God came through to me.
"Then something very eerie happened and I hesitate to
tell it, because it seems so strange, and yet it happened and maybe the telling
of it will help someone else. You see, my sons had always played guitars and
harmonized when they got together. (I have five sons). I had taught them music
when they were small and they went from the piano to the guitars...one night my
sons were all in my living room, playing and harmonizing as always, but you see,
this was a dream. I was standing there watching them when I noticed that Elvis
was with them. I thought to myself, ‘What in the world is Elvis doing here and
how did he get here?’ I was so excited at seeing him in person and as I was
standing there staring, in shock, Elvis turned around, saw me and came over to
me. He was dressed all in black and looked exactly as he does in the '60's
movies where he wears black and has that one curl over his eye. He came up to
me, took both of my hands in his and smiled that gorgeous smile. I could see his
beautiful blue eyes and that smile just made me freeze. All he said was, ‘I'm
so glad you like my music.’ At that point I woke up, and my body was trembling
and I was in a cold sweat. I was so shocked that I actually got up from bed and
went into the living room to look and see if he was still there!
"His presence was so real I could still feel it after I
awoke and it stayed with me for days. That experience affected me so deeply I
was in a daze. I just knew that I had been in Elvis' presence and no one will
convince me that he did not come to me with his beautiful Spirit because from
that day on, I never took another pill for depression. Elvis brought me out of
my well of despair and has kept me from falling back into that state ever since.
Elvis occasionally comes to this author, and sometimes he asks
me to give others messages for him. Several years ago a man awakened me from
sleep with a phone call late one night needing counseling, as he was very
depressed (spiritual counseling is part of my work). I had only talked to this
gentleman once before on the phone briefly, and knew really nothing about him
personally because our conversation consisted mostly of my answering his
questions on spiritual and metaphysical subjects. After this last conversation
with him as I was drifting back to sleep, Elvis suddenly came through, asking me
to wake up and listen to him, which of course I did instantly. He told me that
the man I had just spoken with (let's call him Bob), was his (Elvis')
"spiritual brother". He wanted me to tell Bob this, and to also tell
him that he (Elvis) would be helping him to overcome his sorrows at this time.
That was all. Bob had not mentioned Elvis to me, nor I to him. I had no hint as
to whether or not he might be receptive to such a message from ‘Elvis Presley’.
When I gave Bob Elvis' message to him in person, tears came to his eyes. He was
visibly shaken. He had to sit down and compose himself for a moment and then
told me that he had always had a special feeling for Elvis. Bob's brother died
around the same time as did Elvis, and as he traveled through driving rain in
Kentucky during that period, Elvis' song, ‘Kentucky Rain’ was playing on the
radio. His music helped Bob make his journey home to his brother's funeral, as
Elvis’ music was playing much of the time on the radio during those days in
August of 1977, near the time of his death. When Bob drove through a rain storm
in Kentucky years later, ‘Kentucky Rain’ again guided him from the radio.
Several years later, Bob had a relationship with a woman who
gradually became more and more obsessed with Elvis. She was emotionally unstable
and created a dark fantasy around him. She would constantly compare Bob to
Elvis, telling him how he failed to measure up to Elvis in every way. For awhile
Bob endured, but finally he could tolerate it no longer and after much pain and
heartache, his relationship with the woman ended. He told me, "I feel I owe
Elvis an apology". Bob had allowed his experience with the disturbed young
woman to embitter him toward the man he once loved as a "spiritual
brother". He became almost ill when he would even hear his music. Now, as I
revealed Elvis' message to him, it was as if a dam burst for Bob. Later he would
confide in me that because of Elvis's message and his help, he was now able to
think about and release much of the sadness in his life. He has not entirely rid
himself of the many sorrows he has experienced, but he now is able to open the
wounds and work with the emotions that were too painful for him to confront
before. He no longer feels resentment toward Elvis and has begun to play his
music again.
Bob told me that he is a singer and songwriter himself, and
also a serious student of the same karate that Elvis practiced. In fact, the ‘lineage’
(each teacher has been taught by a teacher, who has been taught by a teacher,
etc. - this is the ‘lineage’. Bob's teacher was taught by a
teacher who was taught by Ed Parker) of his teacher is through Ed Parker, Elvis'
first karate teacher!
Many of the letters Wanda Hill has received in response to her
two books on Elvis have been from those who knew him, most of them briefly, and
yet he seemed to enter their lives when he was most needed. Several of the women
who wrote to Wanda stated that Elvis had "saved their lives". He
touched them in a way that reversed their destructive life-pattern. Such is the
power of true spiritual, cosmic love.
One of these letters to Wanda was so moving and relative to
the message of this book, permission was given for it to be quoted in part here.
In 1974, this woman whom we shall call Sarah, was invited by one of the men
working for Elvis to a party after one of Elvis’ performances. Elvis was not
present at the gathering, but asleep in one of the adjacent rooms. Sarah, as she
explains in her letter, was extremely overweight and unattractive. She was eager
to please those whom she considered to be Elvis’ friends, and to be as popular
as her slim-figured girlfriends
The only way she was allowed to come with her attractive
friends to the party was as a joke. She was to dress in a hippopotamus suit with
a pigface mask. It was degrading to her of course, but she so wanted to be
accepted and to possibly get to meet Elvis, she agreed. As Sarah tells it,
"Elvis wasn’t at the party but was asleep in the next rooms. The party
was wild and there was sex and drugs and I was drinking and doing things to get
laughs and wearing the pig mask. Things were loud and Elvis woke. He opened the
door and saw me on the table half-naked and dancing in a hippo suit and the men
cheering at me - everyone doing wild things...He was standing there
staring, disgust on his face...."
At this moment, Sarah relates, several of the men present did
something especially insulting to her - nothing I wish to print in
this book.
When Elvis saw this he.... "stormed up, jerked them away
and pulled me off the table, cussed his men and took me to his rooms. He wiped
my face - it was smeared and I was so ugly and fat, and he was so kind
and he talked to me for so long. He put me in the shower and I was so miserable
and sick too from drinking and pills and Elvis had to hold me up and got wet
too.
"He bathed me...and then he was helping me to bed and he
got in and held me in his arms and talked and I finally stopped crying and he
was so sweet and he told me how important I was and that I was worthy of life
and love. I’d get it all together if I changed my lifestyle. He kissed me when
I cried again. Elvis was so sweet and good and he made me feel like a really
pretty woman. I mean I was 187 pounds and five feet tall and ugly, stringy hair.
He said I was beautiful and that I made him feel very male, very sexy.
"He had a lady do my hair and make me up and he whistled
when he saw the change. He held me on his lap which was a feat as I was so fat,
and he talked and talked...."
He began to tell Sarah about Biblical figures, and how much
adversity they faced, yet they overcame all obstacles with God’s help, and
that all God’s children were beautiful.
Sarah continues, "Elvis wouldn’t let the guys take me
home. He wouldn’t let me leave for two days until I was over the drugs. He was
afraid I’d be depressed and that I’d kill myself as I said I was going to
do. Elvis made sure I was okay and then he said he wanted to hear from me now
and then and made me promise to diet and keep in touch. I was so in debt to him.
I did diet for Elvis. I got a job, I got an apartment and I kept in touch for a
long time, then they’d not let me talk to him. And he was so sick. I knew it
wasn’t drugs. Elvis would not do that - he was too smart, too good.
"Elvis told me I was God’s child, beautiful, made in
His image, and that’s what I believe forever. I love Elvis Presley. I’ll
always love him and one day I’ll see him again in Heaven. I’ll always
remember him, his smile and his kindness to me, a low-life girl, used and dirty
as I was. Elvis gave me my life. He was wonderful in every way a man should be.
God smiled on me when Elvis opened that door. And God used him to reach me. I
know that and someday I will tell Elvis that also."
This is but one of many stories relating Elvis’ personal
service to individuals who so needed a saving grace in their lives at the moment
Elvis ‘opened the door’ for them. As to the reason why he endured the kind
of men in his employment who taunted and degraded Sarah, I refer the reader to Elvis
~ What REALLY Happened on this website.. Through no direct personal fault of his
own, Elvis had become more that just a prisoner of his fame, but also a physical
captive of those who desired the power Elvis had over people - a power
the dark ones continually seek but can never control - the power of
Light and love.
A news article of March, 1986 told the poignant story of Rosa
D’ Angelo, whose home in her native country Italy had burned down three years
before. Rosa had rushed into her flaming home to save her Elvis records. She had
been successful, but at great cost. Cinders fell into her eyes, blinding her
with resultant scar tissue. The article states:
"After the fire, Rose had her children play these records
for her daily, claiming she always found comfort in the sound of the King’s
voice. ‘He was like a god to me,’ says Rosa. ‘I believed he could do
anything and when I heard his voice, it elevated me to such a high spiritual
plane, I felt sure I was floating among the angels.’"
In her prayers, Rosa called upon Elvis as an intermediary for
healing. The article continues:
"‘I know he heard what I was saying,’ she insists. ‘Sometimes I even
felt his Spirit beside me in the bed.’ Rosa says a cool, misty breeze would
gently blow over her as she lay in her bed. ‘Then I would hear his voice call
me by name. He would tell me not to worry, that I would soon be fine.’
"Rosa adds even in her blindness, she could see Elvis’
ghostly image floating over her bed. ‘I would feel his hands on my face, and I
saw tears falling from his eyes as he gently kissed my own eyes,’ says Rosa.
"‘His spirit visited me almost every night for two
years. Then, on one of his visits, he told me soon I would no longer need him. I
opened my eyes to beg him to return, and saw a blur of colors. It took a few
seconds, but gradually the room came into focus.
"‘On my dresser I saw the photograph of Elvis I had
kept since childhood. All my records were neatly stacked beside the phonograph,
and there were the pictures of my husband and sons’, Rosa exclaims. ‘I
started screaming for my family to come quickly. I kept yelling that I could
finally see again.’
"‘At first, my family thought I was having a breakdown
of some sort. I grabbed a book and began reading it to them,’ she declares.
‘Then they believed me.’ Rosa says she knows it was the Spirit of Elvis that
restored her vision."
Whether it was the image of Elvis in Rosa’s mind that made
her faith strong enough to heal herself, or Elvis’ Spirit did truly touch her
need with the ability souls in Spirit have to awaken the human element to
wholeness; Elvis would be pleased to know her sight was restored through his
presence in Rosa’s heart. Being able to heal by ‘laying on of hands’ as
the Master Jesus did, was always a gift Elvis sought to give.
One last story which demonstrates the lengths to which Elvis
was prepared to go to serve his fellowman. Certainly the saving of a human life
in a time of dire emergency can be classified as an act of healing, for it
matters not whether it is the Spirit, the body or the potential trauma that has
been healed. The following is from an article concerning Elvis coming to the aid
of a young pregnant woman and her child in a most dramatic way. In this article,
a witness to the event recalled seeing an auto crash. The Pinto car burst into
flames. The people nearby stood there in shock, no one making a move to rescue
the woman and infant daughter in the vehicle. An eye witness remembers:
"Suddenly, a man, who I later found out was Elvis, came
speeding up to the fiery crash. He leaped out of the car and immediately ran
towards the burning wreck.
"He yelled for someone to help him yank the door open but
everyone just froze and started to run the other way because they knew the car
was going to explode.
"I don’t know how he did it but he ripped the door
right off the hinges by himself and dragged the woman out of the burning
vehicle.
"She was only semi-conscious and obviously in shock, yet
she kept screaming, ‘My baby, where’s my baby?’ Elvis instinctively knew
what she was talking about and raced back to the car and leaped inside, emerging
a few seconds later with the child in his arms.
"Just as he got several feet away from the car, there was
a second, more violent explosion and the whole car was destroyed. The impact was
so great that it knocked Elvis down.
"But he acted like nothing had happened. He just jumped
up and started mouth to mouth resuscitation of the child who had stopped
breathing. About 30 seconds later, the baby began coughing and a doctor in the
neighborhood took over.
"It turned out both the woman who was pregnant and the
child, suffered bruises a few broken bones and burns, but were fine after
hospital treatment. The unborn infant was unharmed.
"Elvis was bleeding and burned on a part of his hand and
arm but he insisted he’d have it treated later. All he cared about was the
condition of the mother and child.
"I heard from a nurse friend that Elvis visited the
mother and child every day for a week and after he found out that the woman’s
husband was a liquor store employee who was killed in a holdup two months
earlier and that she had no money, he insisted on paying the entire hospital
bill and even bought her a brand new car.
"He didn’t have any ulterior motive. In fact after that
week was over, neither the mother or daughter ever saw him again."
When it comes to utilizing our God-given gifts to restore
ourselves and others to wholeness in mind, body and Spirit, we on this world are
but ‘babes in arms’. We are only now just beginning to move beyond the
limitations we have set within our minds, and see our own powers revealed to us.
These are the same healing forces Elvis stirred within people, so anyone may
access them of their own accord. Jesus knew this when he told an ailing world
that the ‘miracles’ He performed where but a natural inheritance of our
spiritual beingness. The way He had put it was, "All this ye can do, and
more, if ye but believe".
Elvis Presley:
"I like to think of myself as a bridge on which people
can travel and leave their troubles behind"
