Standing on Ashes: A Message from Tagalong to Marc
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Hey my fellow souls! My new book is live - Many Lives, One Soul: My Journey to Becoming Whole
Marc Tagliaferri
July 2nd, 2024
So, you know, telling people to get up and stand on your ashes ....
So, you know, telling people to get up and stand on your ashes ....
it's easier said than done, but it can be done. And when it is, I'm sure it's rewarding. Marc has had many victories in standing on his ashes and growing like a beautiful tree or a flower growing out of a tree stump that's been cut down and just laying there, you know? He is different, and there is something unique about him. And I know too many people really don't like him. They don't like his energy, his excitement, who he used to be, what he's done in the past, or the travels they've heard about. More than 90% of them weren't even there; they've just heard bits and pieces from people who aren't a part of his life anymore. Did you catch that? Not a part of his life anymore.
It's always a funny thing because what I've noticed about this character is that everyone around him can grow. Everyone around him can make mistakes. Everyone around him can recover from it and be rewarded and praised and all that. But not him so much. Maybe it's his attitude. Maybe it's his swagger or the fact that he won't deny his beliefs. He never has. When he was a child, he wouldn't. He told everybody the truth. They wouldn't listen to him. He told them he was from Mars and that the blue guy was some sort of a family member. And I'm telling you, back then it had to have been too crazy. But it wasn't.
And he's told people about who he is and what he is. You can go to UCLA Medical Center or the schools that he went to; you can look it all up. It's all there, all of it. But the thing is, he really just wants to help people, and it never comes out that way. It just seems that everywhere he goes, it's brutality, anger, and frustration. He can't even say anything right; it's always wrong. It's nuts. So it's very frustrating for him on these ashes because I'm not going to let him run. The other day, I saw him out there. He looked pretty sad, and I told him to get up like we talked about—get up.
He tried to throw me in the closet once when he was a kid, and then another time he burned me. He took the form his grandmother made for him in the doll and burned it in a fireplace. The funny thing is, he threw my head in first, which he had cut off because he was afraid of me, I guess because he was a kid. He threw the head in first, and it was made of yarn, so it should have just burned up. But the head didn't. My head rolled around. I smiled at him, just to let him know that I'm still here and I'm going to be here for you.
For some reason, he thought I was his enemy. Sometimes he thought I was a demon and that he should follow black magic in the wrong way. At other times, he thought I was a demon trying to hurt him, kill him, and stop him from achieving his goals because he kept failing. But maybe he was failing because he was weak himself and wasn't listening to good advice, making good choices, or standing on the ashes. Maybe he'd just fix enough and think that was OK. You know, he's not perfect. None of you are. But when I watch him carry himself through a day, it's amazing to me how everyone treats him. It's crazy.
I'm talking about authority figures, people who claim they are so good. It's irritating because other authority figures, well, I have to say from the bottom of my heart, we appreciate them beyond belief and are very thankful for the fact that the judge gave us a chance. But there are other people, the ones no one thinks would do it, who like to push and peck. See, Marc, he's strong, bro. He really is. But he's weak. He just wants friends. He just wants to be accepted. And he can't have that from his own family. He can't have it from his puppies. He can't have it from anything. It always seems like he's alone. I mean, he makes a friend, his personalities come out, and poof, they're gone. It's cool. It is what it is.
But the one thing I have to say to all of you, and I really hope you listen, is that he's tired. He's really tired, and he's trying his hardest to change and do things differently. All he really wants to do is show you that it's OK to love God. You don't have to do it by the structure someone tells you to. Just walk out, sit in your yard, touch the grass, and look up and say, "Love God." A pastor once told his congregation, "Do not let the world discourage you from what you find." He said this while thinking of Marc and his beliefs. As he believes, why not love everything? And I don't mean to be rude to all of you, but you should really think about this the next time you're outside. Everything on this earth was once a human, right? Circle of life. So when you eat your meat and veggies, really think about this. So in essence, when he says the ancestors through Jesus to God, oh, he's just crazy, right? He's a fool. He's stupid. He gets mocked. But Marc’s going to keep coming. I'm going to make sure of it. I won't let him give up because I like being here. I like being here a lot.
"Stay blessed, stay true to yourself, and always remember, you’re never alone on this incredible journey. Wishing you an abundance of peace, love, and an overflow of good vibes until our paths cross again. Thanks for being a part of this adventure with me. Until next time, Deuces!"
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