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Jim Morrison: Conversations with a Mystic

Foreword:

First and foremost, I would like to state that the following story is based on my personal encounters or “visitations” if you like – with the spirit/energy of Mr. Jim Morrison. The stories and events contained within are factual and are not meant to sensationalize or disrespect the legend and the man who is Mr. Jim Morrison in any way, shape or form.

In making this information public, it is my fond wish and intent to pay homage to Mr. Morrison, while simultaneously maintaining the greatest amount of reverence towards Ray Manzarek (RIP), Robby Krieger and John Densmore – the remaining members of The Doors. I hope after reading these passages, you will gain a greater understanding of why I felt compelled to share this information – and why I now consider Jim Morrison to be one of the greatest Mystics, Poets and Philosophers of our time.

 

Conversations with a Mystic

For months now, I have been thinking about how I could put the following information into writing. I also wrestled with whether or not I even “actually wanted” to put it into writing. What would people think? What would Ray Manzarek think? Would he be pissed off or would he be happy that someone appreciated his close friend for what and who he truly was? I have never had a problem sharing these type of narratives with my closest friends – but let’’s face it – they know me and they are well aware of my abilities and the totally bizarre things that I experience on a daily basis.

Okay, so anyway…, last night I was laying in bed doing my usual tossing, turning and “dance of the insomniacs. All the while thinking about what, when, where and how to write this, when I suddenly heard Jim’’s voice simply say: “Start at the Beginning”. So here I go – on Jim’’s advice – I am going to take a deep breath and start at the beginning.

Up until last December of 2008, I knew very little of or about the legendary rock band The Doors. I was only 2-5 years old during their heyday, so unfortunately, I sort of just missed the whole “Doors Era”. What I did know however was; Jim Morrison was the lead singer, Ray Manzarek is reputed to be one of the best keyboard players of all time, a handful of their songs that are played on the oldies stations, and, I had once heard something about Jim being at the scene of a car wreck and the spirit of a dying Native American Indian jumping into his body. That was the full extent of my “expertise” on The Doors. Kind of embarrassing really since I consider myself such a connoisseur of great music!

Somewhere right around Christmas time last year, I began to be strangely drawn to Jim Morrison. Again, a bit humiliating to say, although I had always known of his existence, I never really had much of an interest in him other than a few popular songs I liked. Suddenly it seemed that everywhere I went, I saw references relating to Jim Morrison. Whether it was a picture on a Myspace page, a song on the radio, or a trip to the store and finding a Doors CD that was randomly put on a toothpaste aisle – it didn’t matter. It just seemed that he was trying to get my attention.

At that same time, I had already been having some very significant psychic occurrences going on with Native American Indian Spirits. So, I thought to myself, well I had heard Jim was connected with Indians somehow – so maybe I should pay a little closer attention to him.

The first step on my path to “Jim Morrison Enlightenment” was borrowing The Doors film by Oliver Stone. I thought I would watch it and see if anything jumped out at me or caught my attention – you know – like one of those encrypted messages type of things. Well, I watched it alright! After the movie, I just sat there – sat there – and sat there some more. I was really disappointed and for some reason I felt strangely sad, disquieted and well – basically just pissed off.

I was not really sure why I had those feelings after I watched the movie, but I did. Even though I knew nothing about Jim Morrison, I just felt like Mr. Stone (Oliver – that is) made a movie based on his own fantasies of what he wanted Jim to be – instead of what and who he actually was. I found myself deeply upset with Mr. Stone, wondering why he choose not to show the beauty, sensitivity and intelligence I was certain resided within Jim Morrison – but instead, depicted him as being sort of a thoughtless, selfish, sex, drugs and rock and roll type of guy who lacked any type of depth whatsoever.

Keep in mind here, I knew nothing about Jim – but I knew this representation of him just couldn’t be right!

One of my psychic abilities is that of “Claircognizance” which means you “just know” something. You don’‘t know why, how, what or when – and you can’’t give an explanation – but you just know! My Claircognizance was working overtime that night, because I just knew there was so much more to Jim – well The Doors for that matter – and the movie was somehow a great injustice to all of them.

After being completely disillusioned by Oliver’’s portrayal of Jim in the film, I thought perhaps this compulsion of mine towards Mr. Morrison was going to amount to nothing more than the discovery of some great new tunes to download onto my Ipod. Okay, I don’’t actually own an Ipod, and I am horribly “techno illiterate. But, if I did own one, and I actually knew how to download something, it would now definitely first be all The Doors albums!

Alrighty then, back to my story. Hmmm… where was I? Ipod…, techno-phobic…, err…… Ollie Stone…wanker…… oh yes…, yes,… yes! I decided I wasn’t meant to receive this great cosmic illumination from Jim Morrison after all, and that I should just chill out and order a Doors CD. Since I didn’t know too much about their music, or what might be a good album to get me started on my road to The Doors Experience, I decided to look online for a greatest hits type CD to order. I found their 40th Anniversary double CD set of their greatest songs – um, and may I input here – if you’’re a Doors fan, or even if your not, it is one amazing CD which I highly recommend you get your hands on!

Okay, once again, back to my story. Err,… can you say “attention deficit disorder”? So, I put in my order (God Bless Amazon.com) and didn’t put too much more thought into The Doors or what if any type of message I was supposed to glean from Jim Morrison. That was that! (Or so it seemed – for the moment anyway!)

During that following long, gut wrenching, oh my god my CD is never going to come week – “it” finally happened! What is “it” ”you ask? One night I was woken up by the spirit/energy of Jim Morrison. Yes, you read correctly – I was woken up by the spirit/energy of Jim Morrison. He was right there sitting on my bed. Yes, you read that correctly as well – Jim Morrison was sitting on my bed! I thought to myself Alright man! I am having this really cool dream about Jim Morrison – please don’t wake up! After a few seconds – which turned into several minutes – I realized this is no dream Kathleen, your wide awake, this is Jim Morrison!

The experience was amazing and out of this world – literally! It was all very different from any of the other visitations I have had with spirits and energies. This guy was STRONG!! To try and explain how strong he came through – let me just say, it would be just like you sitting next to any other person in the physical realm. I could touch him, I could feel him, and believe it or not I could hear his heartbeat. I have never in my entire time of working with spirits and energies ever had a stronger presence of anyone or anything. I couldn’t believe it! And after everything that has happened since, sometimes, I still can’’t believe it.

That night was to be the beginning of my “Spiritual Education Jim Morrison Style”. On this initial visit, he didn’t just stay for a little while that night like most spirits do. Normally, they sort of just come, stay a short time, say what they need to say – then leave. Not Jim! He stayed all night. In fact, he stayed for about 4 days or so and hung out with me.

We were both having a good time and found ourselves talking for hours on end. Our conversations were no different from the ones you would have with your friend down at the pub. We covered every subject under the sun from walking through different dimensions, Native American ideologies, the state of the Universe, having similar childhoods and fathers, all the way back to laughing about lighter topics like Jim’’s gospel on the merits of whiskey and twinkies.

Jim has visited me several times since that first night and has helped open my mind and liberate me in a way I never thought possible. What I came to find through our conversations was that Jim Morrison is not only a kindhearted, affectionate and sensitive artistic soul who is extremely intelligent and gifted with words – he was and is divinely connected to the Universal Truth.

Like any other artistic genius, he definitely had his share of demons. But in my opinion, Jim’’s messages were entirely underestimated and probably severely misunderstood and twisted during his years in the spotlight. Jim had and has knowledge about the truths of the Universe that only a few of us ever manage to attain. He may have been a bit confused in his younger days of fame and fortune, but believe me when I say – he has got it right now – and his light shines brighter than ever.

What I now know to be true with all my heart, belief and sincerity – the whole reason I decided to write this – Jim Morrison is one of the greatest Mystics of our time and his higher conscience is working overtime to help heal humanity.

It is for that reason that I wanted to share just a glimpse of the type of thoughts in Jim’’s head – Mysticism Morrison Style! One day he was coming through exceptionally clear and as he so often is – being especially deep and contemplative. I thought in my head, Man this is good stuff – I should write it down. And I did just that! I quickly grabbed a notebook and pencil, and began to take dictation of everything Jim was saying. The following conversation took place in the time span of about 25-30 minutes. I wrote continuously as fast as I could – and this is how it went:

Dictation from the spirit/energy of Jim Morrison:

We were joking around and then Jim got this look on his face – the one where you know that he is in deep thought and is getting ready to recite some poetry or say something very significant…. He began in a very slow voice (try to imagine his voice if you will)

I like to sit on the ground

With grass beneath my feet

Grass, sand, earth… it’s all the same… (He takes a long pause here)

Where waves of a ferry grew tall, dark and scary

Where sailors drive… across to the wild side

Where fisherman grin — we know where you’ve been

The tide rises and falls — (pause) — it rises and falls again

He immediately went into the next poem which is very personal and means the world to me.

So gentle you — there on your bed

Oh sweet mystic one — thoughts alone in your head

You came to me — or I came to you

The brilliance of both — we’’d know what to do

Sunshine red — summertime blue

These earthly visions — too much for you

Help me through —

I’’ll help you too

We’’ll walk through the tides —

Onto the other sides

We’’ll melt together —

Beautiful birds colorful feathers

And in the darkness of night —

We’’ll stumble upon the light

One spirit be free forever

Tortured souls bound together

The next part is really interesting… again… he went right into this directly after the above poem… he is giving me his take on reality

The problem with reality is that the people — (he takes a very long pause here as he is collecting his thoughts)

People let the universe dictate their reality–

If people lived within the reality they created for themselves, rather than be confined by the dictates of humanity — they would allow themselves to live a freer more fulfilling existence —

Limited by nothing and able to explore endless possibilities — other worlds, different dimensions — heaven on earth

Reality isn’t real — there is no such thing as reality — only man made precepts that destroy a man’’s soul and expression

Humanity destroys life before it is barely given a chance to flourish — to grow and flourish

The whole concept of humanity is like a disgusting polluted river — in which one need not ever take a swim

I never let anyone — not society — nor the world tell me how to think , how to live — how to love

I played by my “own” rules. I pushed the limits — tested all the boundaries — and what I came to find — was that boundaries and limits don’t even exist when your free in your mind — when you allow yourself to create your own existence —

The world would be a much happier place if only humans would allow themselves freedom of expression — to become the Artiste’ — and create their own painting — their own poetry — their own song — dare to dance with their demons and simultaneously embrace their own light — experience their duality — break out from their self-imposed prisons

Who made the f*cking rules anyway???

Man suffers at the hand of “man” — no one else. God isn’t out to “get sinners” — we are God — there is no separation — we all encompass and make up what is the God or Goddess —

There is no large angry man sitting in a chair passing down judgment and punishment on sinners — there is only man trying to suppress happiness —

From the time you are born you are told what you can’’t do — you are given a directive of rules — rules to live by — rules to follow — what to do — what not to do — how you should think — what you should think — a slow and lasting strangulation of your soul — the mass lynching of humanity

Okay right here he sort of stops talking and starts smiling because he realizes he is getting really “deep” and his tone changes a bit more to half joking half serious because next he puts the “Lucky Ones” reference in – which is one of my all time favorite songs in the whole world by Paddy Casey

The lucky ones break free — the lucky ones — one of which was me

I didn’t run with the devil intentionally — the devil ran with me — I only tried to be —

Perhaps I could have known the god in myself a little better — but the chance is now — through you I get a suspended sentence… a final reprieve

Unfortunately I had to stop there as we had an interruption and the connection was broken. There are so many more things I would like to tell you about my visits with Jim Morrison – including the time he took over my computer to guide me to a video. I hope that what I did manage to say about him will give you a new insight into the Man, Poet, Philosopher and Incredible Mystic that is Mr. Jim Morrison!

© 2010 by Kathleen A. McCoy.
All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Kathleen A. McCoy.

 

17 Responses to Jim Morrison

  1. Holly says:

    Hello Love,
    Have been on a 20 hour kick of Morrison as of now. Have history w/ perceived saturation of his energy, for years. Felt I had to take a break to find out who I am, without him involved… must sound odd I know. Well, I’ve felt saddened by the perceived (maybe its all in my head!) void for ..eh.. 6 months to a year now. I’ve felt ashamed that I pushed him away, because my soul and dreams felt so rich within this filter of.. the unexplained.
    Only felt.
    So last night I randomly began the search again, his truths, mysteries. Searched: ” Blue Bus ” after coming across a you tube comment, “The Blue Bus controlled Jim, Seek and Ye shall find.”

    Well, alright.

    I find your page, begin to read… my dog whines. He needs a walk.
    As I’m walking, tears start to flow, I’m mad at myself over another personal issue. I wonder, who controls our fate?? Is it self manifestation, or that of the hand of the universe, and we feel heavily influenced, so that we imagine it is us who holds the ultimate choice? If there’s no separation… why do we give ourselves such a difficult time? (No matter what it be) Is it really so hard to be who and what we want to be? Do we even know what to do with ourselves?? Anyhow. All of those questions, endlessly, always.
    It was a pleasant surprise, bringing tears to my eyes once more, to find the words written here. Comfort in the path, the search, no matter what may guide it. There IS love. We are not alone. We are in this together. Thank you for the white light pouring through your, or his, or our… ( no separation ) … words.
    Much Love in Abundance to You, Dear Sister.

    • Kathleen says:

      Hello Holly,

      I appreciate you took the time to leave a comment and share your thoughts with us. Nothing sounds odd at this point – so don’t be so hard on yourself. There are many others (including myself) who feel that “Jim Void” you mentioned and struggle with some of the same questions. I don’t know why we give each other, animals and the earth such a difficult time.

      We are humans and as such, we are definitely imperfect beings. Each of us came down here to fulfill a purpose and a destiny. And as tough as it may be, the very best thing we can do for ourselves, the earth and each other is endeavor to live a conscious and purposeful life. Each of us must try our best at finding our authentic self – love that self – and shine our light. When more of us heal ourselves, we can help encourage others to find peace and healing.

      I am sorry that you are going through a tough time. I read your comment at least 10 times attempting to find the ideal words to say. But, my words seem to be falling short. So, I would like to leave you with your own simple – yet powerful – words of wisdom.

      “There IS love. We are not alone. We are in this together.”

      You’re a unique and special soul on this earth plane. Thank you for sharing your light. kathleen

  2. Stephanie coffey says:

    So glad I found this thread! My story is like yours, I’m 30 and was randomly drawn to his name and his legendary face when I saw the movie cover. I watched it a couple weeks ago and was completely drawn in. I have psychic mediumistic abilities, and one night he woke me up. I got a rush of heat and endorphins to confirm it was him and a conversation with him about his life before death. He has hung out with me for a cpl weeks now. Guiding me and pulling some pranks. I’m no sure why yet that he’s here with me but he hasn’t left, my life is taking shifts. My boyfriend has even felt shifts too. I think he’s helping him w addiction. There is a book he has connected me to called A tale of two brothers by Jacqueline Murray. It’s crazy there are so many ppl who he has contacted in the same fashions as us to think it’s a coincidence. She also claims he recites poetry to her. Please keep us posted and thank you for writing this. I believe he is definitely a spirit guide or angel bc like u said he is leading humanity into an awakening. I’m honored to be part of this group and ppl he has chose to channel through <3 love and light -Steph

    • Kathleen says:

      Hey Stephanie!

      Welcome to the “Jim Morrison stopped by to say hello” group! Thanks so much for commenting and sharing your story with us. As you say, it is too uncanny that so many people share similar stories. I haven’t read the book your referencing. But, if he is leading you to it – I am sure there must be a reason. That’s really cool that you feel he is also helping with your boyfriend. And likewise, keep us posted if anything else interesting comes about through your interactions.

      Thank you again for taking the time to read the blog and comment.
      kathleen

  3. Elaine says:

    Hi, my name is Elaine I really enjoyed what you wrote. I too have encounters with Jim. My mom got me into the doors. He appears in my dreams, and I often find things about him in the most unusual places too. There was a time where my dad went to tractors supply (I live on a farm) and he came out with a limited edition magazine about the doors, at a feed store! It was so weird. I also am a fan of Michael Jackson (he was actually a fan of the doors, himself) , and I have the same experiences with him too. And before he died I came across a magazine that said he was dying. And I told my dad that if he did die, I would sing the song”the end” for him. When he did die, I was very upset, and I lost my grandmother a week before, which made it worse. I went to a diner with my mom and aunt with Michael on the TV. There were little jukeboxes at each table and I randomly flipped through the songs and I came across some of the doors songs including the end. My mom offered me a coin to play it but I refused because it was too sad. Then a few minutes later it was playing on the jukebox. I knew it was a sign from Jim and Michael, too. I think the reason why I experience these encounters with Jim is because he found a friend in me, I look more into what he was like a person and not a sexy hot rock star. He even said “a friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself” and I’m sure he finds you as a friend too. 🙂

    • Kathleen says:

      Hi Elaine,

      Thank you so much for commenting. It was a great way to start my day! I almost spilled my tea whilst laughing about Jim showing up at the tractor supply store. He has a unique way – to say the least – of getting his point across. I’m actually still laughing as I write this.

      I appreciate you sharing your experiences with whoever happens to stumble upon this blog. And now I would like to share something personal. Last night I was tossing and turning about a situation involving a certain friendship. And voila! There he is / you are with the most poignant message:

      “A friend is someone who gives you the total freedom to be yourself”

      So, thank you doubly for taking the time to write. Not only did You and Jim answer my question, you shared a great message for all of us! I am sure that you are correct that Jim feels he has a friend in you. I already feel that too! kathleen

  4. Elaine says:

    I forgot to mention, after my grandmother died, I had a dream about Jim where he was with me at the hospital where she was on life support. He was at my side the whole time. I even have a dog named Morrison that got his name after hearing light my fire on the radio when I got him.

    • Kathleen says:

      Elaine,

      Sorry to hear about the loss of your grandmother. I’m sure he really was with you the whole time at the hospital. On the lighter side, I was thinking about naming my dog Morrison as well! Too funny! I bet your dog is a real cutie and has a great personality. Thanks again, kathleen

      • Elaine says:

        Thanks and yes my dog is a cutie, and he does have a great personality. He’s the best dog I’ve ever had in my life. He’s a little Japanese chin and he never has bitten anybody once. Kids sometimes play rough with him and he does nothing. Hope you find your Morrison someday 🙂

  5. Zoe says:

    Hi Kathleen.. He certainly works in mysterious ways, I think he’s touched so many with his words, he’s alive in whatever way you choose to see him:-) xx

  6. Gabriela Opp says:

    Wow , this whole article feels right , it made me cry. I’m not 100% sure why, but it’s real .. I have definitely never experienced that before , but I’m happy you shared that. I would love to hear more !

    • Kathleen says:

      Hi Gabriela,

      Thank you for your comment. It is always nice to know that someone is taking the time to read my, and, well – really, let’s face it – Jim’s stuff. I am just the messenger. Your validation of my experience with him is really appreciated. Sorry that it made you cry. You sound like you are clairsentient and were really tuning into some things. Glad you got it! P:)

      Thanks again, kathleen

  7. Alexa says:

    I thought I was the only one. I too had an encounter with Jim on my 2nd shamanistic journey ever (just recently.) Similar to what you said about the Native American thing, I protected myself with “good spirits” which became 3 native Americans… two to my left one to my right (I was laying down). When I went to my place on earth which is to take me to the lower world, Venice Beach, Jim was standing with me which I thought was odd because I didn’t know you could travel with another spirit. Towards the end of my dream, Jim plopped down next to the N. American to my right, was acting rather silly at first, then sprung up and dove into my chest like a pool. When I awoke from the dream, I felt whole again.

    • Kathleen says:

      Hi Alexa,

      Thanks for sharing the interesting account of your experience with Jim Morrison. The part about him jumping into your chest like a pool is quite cool! And to let you know, you are definitely not alone in your experience. Believe it or not, since I first put this story online, several people have contacted me and told me of their own personal experiences. And how Jim has profoundly inspired and affected their lives.

      kathleen

  8. evan ramirez says:

    This is crazy and hard to believe tell me more.

    • Kathleen says:

      Hey Evan,

      I’m not sure whether to be insulted or flattered by your comment. P:) However, it did definitely bring a smile to my face – so thank you!

      kathleen

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