Is what you're doing right now with your life like breathing? Is the job you go to everyday like breathing? If it isn't, perhaps you need to rethink the decision you made. Perhaps you need to create a new life - the life you want. When Michael Jackson (R.I.P.) took the stage, walked into the studio and recorded that song, or stood beside Quincy to perfect that beat, we knew for him, making music and performing was like breathing. It is why we made him the biggest selling pop artist to ever grace our presence because we felt every breath and every heartbeat in all of his music.
When Michael Jordan floated through the air from nearly half court and our eyes marveled at his agility and our ears raised at the "swoosh" of the net, basketball was like breathing to him.
I've heard Oprah say time and time again that being on television came so natural to her it was like breathing.
We have all witnessed and in some way benefited from the people who have done what came as natural to them as breathing. Often times, we get set in our mundane ways of life that we settle because it's stable, comfortable, and predictable. We may not necessarily do it because we love it. The unfortunate caveat is that it shows.
The reality is we all have responsibilities and of course we need to make a living. But just as I have asked you if what you are doing is like breathing, I ask can we agree that Michael Jackson, Oprah, and Michael Jordan have made a pretty "decent" living? :-)
Stay Beautiful, Loved, and Blessed!
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Does the butterfly remember mistakes, enemies he made, or lovers he had as a caterpillar? Does the frog still owe his debtors from his life as a tadpole?
I went through a metamorphosis. I realize that now. Animals, reptiles, etc..., are not the only ones. I think we all do. It's a time in our lives when we shed who we are and transform into the 'me' of today. When I started this blog, I was experiencing much uncertainty and some unavoidable pain which eventually led to my growth. A myriad of "what if" scenarios cluttered my mind. Much like my journal, this blog was an outlet. It became a free, public therapist. I could say what I wanted, how I wanted and it didn't matter.
Every blog I have written and will write, I do so bare. You, my readers, can trust that I will always write with honesty. I do so because I hope it will force, or better yet, encourage someone to be honest with themselves about their own situation.
Stay BLB (no matter your gender. ;*)
To be honest, I don't remember a time when Michael Jackson's music wasn't apart of my life. Whenever he made an appearance on TV, I screamed. I cried. I got within blinding distance of the screen. I wanted to climb inside and be right next to him.
When I became an adult, my innocence was lost but my love of the ultimate musical genius never faltered. And then the allegations began. Michael Jackson wants to be white. (Vitiligo is real whether you realize it or not!)Michael is gay. Michael has a fake nose. MICHAEL MOLESTS KIDS????? Michael this. Michael that.
We allowed the media to define a man as a pedophile, crazy, and a freak. We, as a society, did what we always do, put someone in a box that we don't understand. We give them labels to make ourselves comfortable with who we are. And when they don't fit into any mold that makes sense to us, we ostracize and belittle them.
Now that Michael Jackson is gone, (I can't believe I had to type that in real life), we mourn his death. I know, in my heart, there are many people out there who wished they had treated him better while he was here.
Our lesson is the next time you want to label a person who is unlike you, think of the friends and family around you. You can think of all of the people you come in contact with because none of them are like YOU. Would you treat them the same if you knew they would not be here tomorrow?
Michael Joseph Jackson epitomized the meaning of putting your heart and soul into your craft. He set the standard for excellence beyond measure. Michael gave up 45 years of his 50 years of human existence here on Earth making us smile, dance, and come together through his music.
We remember you, we love, we cherish and carry on your legacy of unconditional love of the world around you. It's apparent. You Michael, understood the meaning of unconditional love even when we didn't show it to you.
Al Sharpton said it best; "Micheal was not a freak, he was a genius dealing with a freakish situation!"