THE STORY OF MICKEY
CHART OF ORIGIN
House 1—Ego Personality—THIEF
House 2—Live Values—HERMIT
House 3—Self-Expression/Siblings—REBEL
House 4—Home—SABOTEUR
House 5—Creativity—PROSTITUTE
House 6—Occupation/Health—VICTIM
House 7—Marriage/Relationships--STORYTELLER
House 8—Other people’s Resources—ACTOR
House 9—Spirituality—MAGICIAN/TRICKSTER
House 10—Highest Potential—W. CHILD
House 11—Relationship to World—KNIGHT
House 12—The Unconscious—HEALER
As a child growing up in Chicago, Mickey had been constantly abused by his father, who beat him regularly until he bled. Mickey interpreted the presence of his Wounded Child archetype in the tenth house as indicating that, given the severe and emotionally toxic environment of his youth, his psyche was almost completely formed by wounds. That this archetype represented his highest potential was an almost perfect spiritual alignment, because Mickey is now dedicated to helping "wounded children" with his magic, teaching them above all else that hope and self-esteem are two of the highest forms of divine magic ever provided by the heavens.
To survive his brutal childhood, Mickey left home after his family moved to the West Coast, and by age nineteen he had become deeply enmeshed in the drug culture of Santa Cruz. When Mickey speaks about his life from this point onward, he uses two primary voices: The Thief and the Magician/Trickster. Mickey's Thief archetype landed in the first house representing his persona, and given that he had carved out his identity as both a drug dealer and a Magician at an early age, the Thief as the archetype representing his ego could not be more accurate. As for the Magician/Trickster, which landed in his house of spirituality, Mickey developed his remarkable talent and immediately used its shadow aspect for tricks that served his drug-trafficking occupation. Eventually, however, the Magician in him became his strongest spiritual guide, inspiring his own transformation leading to his dedication to working with magic to entertain children as well as to inspire hope in children who need healing.
His parents drank and smoked, but Mickey instead became a habitual user of marijuana and occasionally of cocaine. "I didn't want to be addicts like them," he joked. "I needed to find an addiction of my own." As he was working his way into the drug culture, he met a locally famous magician and clown named Hocus Pocus (Carl Hansen), who had his own TV program on a local station. Mickey first heard the distinctive Danish-accented voice of Hocus Pocus as he was doing impromptu magic tricks for kids on the street. Mickey figured out the sleights-of-hand, practiced them in front of a mirror until he got them right, and then approached Hocus Pocus to show him what he had figured out. The magician was impressed by Mickey's skill and enthusiasm--and by his tact in not revealing his knowledge in public--and took him on as an apprentice magician for the next five years.
At the same time he was learning to be a professional magician, Mickey was also apprenticing as a drug smuggler and thief. Beginning as a "stateside" dealer working mainly to support his own daily habit, he graduated to working on the Mexican side so that he would be able to oversee the planting and harvesting of the prime marijuana crop. In this endeavor Mickey's shadow Magician archetype became his greatest ally along with his Prostitute, aligned to his fifth house. In the small mountain villages of Oaxaca where the best marijuana crop took his mystifying feats for the work of a brujo, as the local shaman or wizard was known. Mickey's sleight-of-hand amazed both the children and the adults in the community, and in return they helped him and his drug crew from a network to acquire the best drugs and learn the best routes for moving them out of the country. He sold his talent, a common manifestation of the Prostitute archetype.
The ironic part of Mickey's Magician was that the locals, who assumed that he was an American shaman, believed that he also had the ability to heal. "Suddenly these people were bringing their sick family members to me," he said. "I didn't know what to do, but I couldn't afford to make these people angry by turning them away. My partners told me to do what those TV evangelist do--just lay your hands on them. So I did, and then these people started healing! I couldn't figure it out, but I just kept doing it. I think it was some sort of rehearsal for what I'm doing now". Mickey's Healer archetype rests in his twelfth house, which rules the unconscious. The last gift Mickey would ever have identified during this time in his life was a healing ability, since he knew he was a user of people as well as substances. Yet underneath his rebellious drug-culture psyche was a spirit in the process of maturation.
In his late twenties Mickey was busted for drug-running and put into a Mexican prison. During the three years he was incarcerated, he turned to prayer for comfort and began practicing yoga. In this setting Mickey encountered the Hermit within him, the archetype that rules his second house, life values........."I was never alone before, and at first it bothered me. But then I got used to it, and because I was alone, I had time to think. I prayed a lot, and I know this is going to sound weird, but I became a vegetarian......"My values about everything changed while I was in prison".
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In prison the local guards were intrigued with his magical abilities and would make him perform tricks on demand, sometimes waking him up in the middle of the night with the butt end of a rifle. "Brujo! Truco!" they called, demanding the wizard perform a trick. Mickey's natural Trickster nature inspired him to make an arrangement with a fellow inmate to assist him in performing a bizarre bit of legerdemain that he hoped would scare the superstitious guards for good. It was 1971, and this particular inmate, who was clearly ahead of his time, had his penis pierced through the foreskin with a safety pin. The next time the guards demanded Mickey do some magic for them, he alerted his companion, then showed the guards a safety pin, which he put in his hand and made disappear. At that moment, cued by a signal from Mickey, his accomplice began to scream wildly at the other end of the large common cell where they were housed. When the guards rushed over to see what was the matter, and the man pulled down his pants to reveal the safety pin penetrating his penis. "They ran like hell when they saw that," Mickey said. And they never bothered him again.
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During his third year in prison a riot broke out that proved to be the largest Mexican prison riot of the time. "I saw people being killed all around me," Mickey said. "I saw people being beaten to death and burned alive." After the week-long riot was quelled, Mickey and the Americans were transferred to another prison, where they planned an escape that included a promise that, if caught, they would tell the guards that everyone else had gone to rendezvous in Puerto Vallarta.
...........................................................................
Mickey was the last to leave on the escape route--and the first to get caught. He was taken to a room in the prison, where he was beaten. Any guards who allowed prisoners to escape would be forced to serve out the remaining sentences, which may have motivated Mickey's interrogators all the more to beat the truth out of him. They forced him to sit naked in a chair, where he was beaten until several of his ribs were broken and one rib protruded from his skin. They hit him with cattle whips and burned him with cattle prods. After holding out long enough to make his confession credible, Mickey told them that the escapees had headed for Puerto Vallarta, as agreed. The guards dispatched a troop of their own men to capture them.
"I was left sitting in that chair, when all of a sudden." said Mickey, "I was filled with a burst of compassion for these guards. I could relate to the fear I saw in their faces. It reminded me of my childhood and my fear of my father....... all I felt for them was love and compassion. I forgave each one of those guards while I was sitting totally naked and bleeding half to death in that Mexican prison".
Meanwhile, however, another American was caught, and under interrogation he told the officials the actual meeting place of all of the escapees. The guards now knew that Mickey had lied, and they were furious at having sent a large number of men on a wild-goose chase. "This time I could feel a red-hot aura coming into the room before the door even opened". Up to this point they still had not hit him in the face, but now they started to pistol-whip him. They filled a bucket full of water and put his feet in it so that they could run an electric wire through it and send an excruciating shock through his entire system. After three attempts Mickey could no longer fight back and he passed out. In that instant Mickey had a near-death experience. "I went through a tunnel and into this beautiful light," he said. "I was greeted by an angel, but he didn't look like an angel--he didn't have any wings or anything. He hugged me and said it was good to see me again. Then I heard cheering in the tunnel, and I realized that somehow other souls who could not get there by themselves were able to come with me into this light. Next I was walking along a river, and other people were walking on the other side. The river was very deep, but I could see the bottom, and the sky was absolutely beautiful. All of the flowers and grass were illuminated. Then one woman came up to me and touched my cheek. Although she looked my age, I realized that she was my grandmother. I passed a man who looked at me with a warm smile, and I knew that he was my brother who had died at birth."
Finding himself in a building with high ceilings, Mickey realized that the spectral figure walking with him was the same being that had come to him when he was in the hospital for a year at age six. "The doctors thought I was going to die then," he recalled, "but this guy was always in the room with me, and he would come over and put his hand on my heart and head, comforting me. He told me that everything was going to be all right. Now he was telling me that I had to go back because I had not yet completed my mission."
Mickey didn’t want to go back and explained that the guards were only going to kill him anyway. But the angel told Mickey that he had "protection" and would make it through. "The next thing I remember, I was in my body lying in a pool of blood," he said. "The two guards were arguing over who had killed me, because neither of them wanted to be blamed for this. My first thought was that we looked like the Three Stooges, which made me start laughing. That let them know I was alive. They dragged me into a cell and threw me against a concrete wall, which knocked me out. Next thing I knew, my face was being washed off by the other American they had caught, who asked me why I was covered with so much blood. As I started to describe how they had beaten the hell out of me, I suddenly realized that all the bruises were gone, even the fractured rib that had been coming out of my gut. I didn't have a wound left."
Mickey’s Story Continued…
“The Saboteur was still strong in me, though,” Mickey acknowledged. “Even after leaving prison, I kept smoking dope and using cocaine, because I wanted to get as far away from my thoughts as I could.” Yet at the same time the Saboteur began to manifest in positive ways, leading him to read the kinds of books that would eventually open up other spiritual passageways for him—books on mysticism, nutrition, and healing. He also began to take care of himself physically using the highest-quality vitamins available and starting a regimen of physical exercise.
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After being released from the Mexican prison and returning to Santa Cruz in 1977, Mickey did not immediately listen to the inner warnings of the Saboteur. By 1984, however, he had stopped dealing drugs and had begun to get his life back on track, meeting a woman, starting a new relationship, and fathering a child. Then he received a call from a former friend and drug customer who begged Mickey to get him some pot to help him through a health crisis. Although Mickey felt something was wrong about the whole deal, he went along with it to help his friend. What he didn’t know was that his friend had been busted by narcotics agents and had offered to set up Mickey and another person in exchange for more lenient treatment for himself. The bust jeopardized not only Mickey’s new marriage and impending family but also his work and his newly established position in the community. “When this guy called me” Mickey said, “I heard my intuition screaming not to do this, but I just didn’t listen.”
In keeping with many spiritual tests about power, just as Mickey began his emergence into his new sense of inner power (which manifests in many ways, including intuition), the former “power” force came to call as if it were a divine examination. Which power will you serve, he was being asked, the inner or the external? As if, standing in two worlds and hearing two voices, Mickey confronted the instincts of his Saboteur rising within his psyche to protect him. Ironically, the Magician was betrayed by another person’s Trickster.
After unsuccessfully fighting his conviction, Mickey was confined to Soledad prison in California. While serving time there, he befriended those guards and worked toward a college degree. He also became involved in speaking to children who had run afoul of the law, telling them his life story to help them stay straight. “Instead of trying to frighten them, as in the Scared Straight Program,” Mickey said, “we tried to touch their hearts and show how what they did would affect the people they loved.” His Actor and Storyteller archetypes were very effective in reaching the kids emotionally. “By the time I was finished telling my story, the whole audience would be crying. Even the guards, who had heard the story before, told me I would still get them crying.” Moved into minimum security, Mickey became part of the Soledad Clowns, organizing classes to teach magic to other inmates. He noted how refreshing it was to use his well-developed acting talent as a way of inspiring other people instead of as a way to manipulate them. Mickey’s Actor Archetype ruled his eighth house, representing other people’s resources as well as legal matters.
The Knight Archetype in Mickey landed in his eleventh house, his relationship to the world. His response to this partnership was a fitting summation of the union of all of his archetypal companions: “I’m a Knight to God. My whole thing is to give service to people and make them aware of the greatness of God. I’m not serving a Christian concept of God, but I start every day by thanking God and pledging my service to God for that day. When I tell people my story, they sometimes say, ‘Boy, you have some karma coming to you.’ But I believe now that karma doesn’t happen to you; it happens for you. If you sincerely believe that God loves you, than you’re not a victim of anything anymore.
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Mickey began a club called Magic Pack that entertains and teaches magic tricks to kids who are suffering from life-threatening illnesses. At the time his act was billed as Mickey’s Magic. His real name is Mickey Thurmon, but the kids kept calling him Mickey Magic, and the nickname stuck. “I was so honored to be named by these kids,” he said, “that I decided to keep the name and use it professionally.” Mickey Magic now divides his time between performing magic for kids, teaching magic, and working as a healer in the Santa Cruz community…..
Mickey described his Sacred Contract in these words: “In this lifetime I am here to show people the magic of compassion. I learned this by needing it to survive, and I do everything in my life with this intention in mind.”
House 1—Ego Personality—THIEF
House 2—Live Values—HERMIT
House 3—Self-Expression/Siblings—REBEL
House 4—Home—SABOTEUR
House 5—Creativity—PROSTITUTE
House 6—Occupation/Health—VICTIM
House 7—Marriage/Relationships--STORYTELLER
House 8—Other people’s Resources—ACTOR
House 9—Spirituality—MAGICIAN/TRICKSTER
House 10—Highest Potential—W. CHILD
House 11—Relationship to World—KNIGHT
House 12—The Unconscious—HEALER
As a child growing up in Chicago, Mickey had been constantly abused by his father, who beat him regularly until he bled. Mickey interpreted the presence of his Wounded Child archetype in the tenth house as indicating that, given the severe and emotionally toxic environment of his youth, his psyche was almost completely formed by wounds. That this archetype represented his highest potential was an almost perfect spiritual alignment, because Mickey is now dedicated to helping "wounded children" with his magic, teaching them above all else that hope and self-esteem are two of the highest forms of divine magic ever provided by the heavens.
To survive his brutal childhood, Mickey left home after his family moved to the West Coast, and by age nineteen he had become deeply enmeshed in the drug culture of Santa Cruz. When Mickey speaks about his life from this point onward, he uses two primary voices: The Thief and the Magician/Trickster. Mickey's Thief archetype landed in the first house representing his persona, and given that he had carved out his identity as both a drug dealer and a Magician at an early age, the Thief as the archetype representing his ego could not be more accurate. As for the Magician/Trickster, which landed in his house of spirituality, Mickey developed his remarkable talent and immediately used its shadow aspect for tricks that served his drug-trafficking occupation. Eventually, however, the Magician in him became his strongest spiritual guide, inspiring his own transformation leading to his dedication to working with magic to entertain children as well as to inspire hope in children who need healing.
His parents drank and smoked, but Mickey instead became a habitual user of marijuana and occasionally of cocaine. "I didn't want to be addicts like them," he joked. "I needed to find an addiction of my own." As he was working his way into the drug culture, he met a locally famous magician and clown named Hocus Pocus (Carl Hansen), who had his own TV program on a local station. Mickey first heard the distinctive Danish-accented voice of Hocus Pocus as he was doing impromptu magic tricks for kids on the street. Mickey figured out the sleights-of-hand, practiced them in front of a mirror until he got them right, and then approached Hocus Pocus to show him what he had figured out. The magician was impressed by Mickey's skill and enthusiasm--and by his tact in not revealing his knowledge in public--and took him on as an apprentice magician for the next five years.
At the same time he was learning to be a professional magician, Mickey was also apprenticing as a drug smuggler and thief. Beginning as a "stateside" dealer working mainly to support his own daily habit, he graduated to working on the Mexican side so that he would be able to oversee the planting and harvesting of the prime marijuana crop. In this endeavor Mickey's shadow Magician archetype became his greatest ally along with his Prostitute, aligned to his fifth house. In the small mountain villages of Oaxaca where the best marijuana crop took his mystifying feats for the work of a brujo, as the local shaman or wizard was known. Mickey's sleight-of-hand amazed both the children and the adults in the community, and in return they helped him and his drug crew from a network to acquire the best drugs and learn the best routes for moving them out of the country. He sold his talent, a common manifestation of the Prostitute archetype.
The ironic part of Mickey's Magician was that the locals, who assumed that he was an American shaman, believed that he also had the ability to heal. "Suddenly these people were bringing their sick family members to me," he said. "I didn't know what to do, but I couldn't afford to make these people angry by turning them away. My partners told me to do what those TV evangelist do--just lay your hands on them. So I did, and then these people started healing! I couldn't figure it out, but I just kept doing it. I think it was some sort of rehearsal for what I'm doing now". Mickey's Healer archetype rests in his twelfth house, which rules the unconscious. The last gift Mickey would ever have identified during this time in his life was a healing ability, since he knew he was a user of people as well as substances. Yet underneath his rebellious drug-culture psyche was a spirit in the process of maturation.
In his late twenties Mickey was busted for drug-running and put into a Mexican prison. During the three years he was incarcerated, he turned to prayer for comfort and began practicing yoga. In this setting Mickey encountered the Hermit within him, the archetype that rules his second house, life values........."I was never alone before, and at first it bothered me. But then I got used to it, and because I was alone, I had time to think. I prayed a lot, and I know this is going to sound weird, but I became a vegetarian......"My values about everything changed while I was in prison".
.........................................................................................................................................................................................
In prison the local guards were intrigued with his magical abilities and would make him perform tricks on demand, sometimes waking him up in the middle of the night with the butt end of a rifle. "Brujo! Truco!" they called, demanding the wizard perform a trick. Mickey's natural Trickster nature inspired him to make an arrangement with a fellow inmate to assist him in performing a bizarre bit of legerdemain that he hoped would scare the superstitious guards for good. It was 1971, and this particular inmate, who was clearly ahead of his time, had his penis pierced through the foreskin with a safety pin. The next time the guards demanded Mickey do some magic for them, he alerted his companion, then showed the guards a safety pin, which he put in his hand and made disappear. At that moment, cued by a signal from Mickey, his accomplice began to scream wildly at the other end of the large common cell where they were housed. When the guards rushed over to see what was the matter, and the man pulled down his pants to reveal the safety pin penetrating his penis. "They ran like hell when they saw that," Mickey said. And they never bothered him again.
.......................................................................................................................................................................................
During his third year in prison a riot broke out that proved to be the largest Mexican prison riot of the time. "I saw people being killed all around me," Mickey said. "I saw people being beaten to death and burned alive." After the week-long riot was quelled, Mickey and the Americans were transferred to another prison, where they planned an escape that included a promise that, if caught, they would tell the guards that everyone else had gone to rendezvous in Puerto Vallarta.
...........................................................................
Mickey was the last to leave on the escape route--and the first to get caught. He was taken to a room in the prison, where he was beaten. Any guards who allowed prisoners to escape would be forced to serve out the remaining sentences, which may have motivated Mickey's interrogators all the more to beat the truth out of him. They forced him to sit naked in a chair, where he was beaten until several of his ribs were broken and one rib protruded from his skin. They hit him with cattle whips and burned him with cattle prods. After holding out long enough to make his confession credible, Mickey told them that the escapees had headed for Puerto Vallarta, as agreed. The guards dispatched a troop of their own men to capture them.
"I was left sitting in that chair, when all of a sudden." said Mickey, "I was filled with a burst of compassion for these guards. I could relate to the fear I saw in their faces. It reminded me of my childhood and my fear of my father....... all I felt for them was love and compassion. I forgave each one of those guards while I was sitting totally naked and bleeding half to death in that Mexican prison".
Meanwhile, however, another American was caught, and under interrogation he told the officials the actual meeting place of all of the escapees. The guards now knew that Mickey had lied, and they were furious at having sent a large number of men on a wild-goose chase. "This time I could feel a red-hot aura coming into the room before the door even opened". Up to this point they still had not hit him in the face, but now they started to pistol-whip him. They filled a bucket full of water and put his feet in it so that they could run an electric wire through it and send an excruciating shock through his entire system. After three attempts Mickey could no longer fight back and he passed out. In that instant Mickey had a near-death experience. "I went through a tunnel and into this beautiful light," he said. "I was greeted by an angel, but he didn't look like an angel--he didn't have any wings or anything. He hugged me and said it was good to see me again. Then I heard cheering in the tunnel, and I realized that somehow other souls who could not get there by themselves were able to come with me into this light. Next I was walking along a river, and other people were walking on the other side. The river was very deep, but I could see the bottom, and the sky was absolutely beautiful. All of the flowers and grass were illuminated. Then one woman came up to me and touched my cheek. Although she looked my age, I realized that she was my grandmother. I passed a man who looked at me with a warm smile, and I knew that he was my brother who had died at birth."
Finding himself in a building with high ceilings, Mickey realized that the spectral figure walking with him was the same being that had come to him when he was in the hospital for a year at age six. "The doctors thought I was going to die then," he recalled, "but this guy was always in the room with me, and he would come over and put his hand on my heart and head, comforting me. He told me that everything was going to be all right. Now he was telling me that I had to go back because I had not yet completed my mission."
Mickey didn’t want to go back and explained that the guards were only going to kill him anyway. But the angel told Mickey that he had "protection" and would make it through. "The next thing I remember, I was in my body lying in a pool of blood," he said. "The two guards were arguing over who had killed me, because neither of them wanted to be blamed for this. My first thought was that we looked like the Three Stooges, which made me start laughing. That let them know I was alive. They dragged me into a cell and threw me against a concrete wall, which knocked me out. Next thing I knew, my face was being washed off by the other American they had caught, who asked me why I was covered with so much blood. As I started to describe how they had beaten the hell out of me, I suddenly realized that all the bruises were gone, even the fractured rib that had been coming out of my gut. I didn't have a wound left."
Mickey’s Story Continued…
“The Saboteur was still strong in me, though,” Mickey acknowledged. “Even after leaving prison, I kept smoking dope and using cocaine, because I wanted to get as far away from my thoughts as I could.” Yet at the same time the Saboteur began to manifest in positive ways, leading him to read the kinds of books that would eventually open up other spiritual passageways for him—books on mysticism, nutrition, and healing. He also began to take care of himself physically using the highest-quality vitamins available and starting a regimen of physical exercise.
…………………………………………………………………..
After being released from the Mexican prison and returning to Santa Cruz in 1977, Mickey did not immediately listen to the inner warnings of the Saboteur. By 1984, however, he had stopped dealing drugs and had begun to get his life back on track, meeting a woman, starting a new relationship, and fathering a child. Then he received a call from a former friend and drug customer who begged Mickey to get him some pot to help him through a health crisis. Although Mickey felt something was wrong about the whole deal, he went along with it to help his friend. What he didn’t know was that his friend had been busted by narcotics agents and had offered to set up Mickey and another person in exchange for more lenient treatment for himself. The bust jeopardized not only Mickey’s new marriage and impending family but also his work and his newly established position in the community. “When this guy called me” Mickey said, “I heard my intuition screaming not to do this, but I just didn’t listen.”
In keeping with many spiritual tests about power, just as Mickey began his emergence into his new sense of inner power (which manifests in many ways, including intuition), the former “power” force came to call as if it were a divine examination. Which power will you serve, he was being asked, the inner or the external? As if, standing in two worlds and hearing two voices, Mickey confronted the instincts of his Saboteur rising within his psyche to protect him. Ironically, the Magician was betrayed by another person’s Trickster.
After unsuccessfully fighting his conviction, Mickey was confined to Soledad prison in California. While serving time there, he befriended those guards and worked toward a college degree. He also became involved in speaking to children who had run afoul of the law, telling them his life story to help them stay straight. “Instead of trying to frighten them, as in the Scared Straight Program,” Mickey said, “we tried to touch their hearts and show how what they did would affect the people they loved.” His Actor and Storyteller archetypes were very effective in reaching the kids emotionally. “By the time I was finished telling my story, the whole audience would be crying. Even the guards, who had heard the story before, told me I would still get them crying.” Moved into minimum security, Mickey became part of the Soledad Clowns, organizing classes to teach magic to other inmates. He noted how refreshing it was to use his well-developed acting talent as a way of inspiring other people instead of as a way to manipulate them. Mickey’s Actor Archetype ruled his eighth house, representing other people’s resources as well as legal matters.
The Knight Archetype in Mickey landed in his eleventh house, his relationship to the world. His response to this partnership was a fitting summation of the union of all of his archetypal companions: “I’m a Knight to God. My whole thing is to give service to people and make them aware of the greatness of God. I’m not serving a Christian concept of God, but I start every day by thanking God and pledging my service to God for that day. When I tell people my story, they sometimes say, ‘Boy, you have some karma coming to you.’ But I believe now that karma doesn’t happen to you; it happens for you. If you sincerely believe that God loves you, than you’re not a victim of anything anymore.
…………………………………………………………………………………………..
Mickey began a club called Magic Pack that entertains and teaches magic tricks to kids who are suffering from life-threatening illnesses. At the time his act was billed as Mickey’s Magic. His real name is Mickey Thurmon, but the kids kept calling him Mickey Magic, and the nickname stuck. “I was so honored to be named by these kids,” he said, “that I decided to keep the name and use it professionally.” Mickey Magic now divides his time between performing magic for kids, teaching magic, and working as a healer in the Santa Cruz community…..
Mickey described his Sacred Contract in these words: “In this lifetime I am here to show people the magic of compassion. I learned this by needing it to survive, and I do everything in my life with this intention in mind.”
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