Michael Jackson, King of Pop, was laid to rest today. Millions mourned as onlookers gathered to catch a glimpse of his heavily flower-laden casket, while others exchanged their favorite "Michael story", and it seems almost everyone has one. How did a single man, a single BLACK man, a single black man from such humble means, inspire and touch so many hearts around the globe? What was his secret that caused us all to be mesmerized by his silky notes, slinky dances, and glittery glove?
For many it was much bigger than that. His performances allowed us a glimpse of an at times seemingly fleeting God. He allowed the God in him to shine fourth by teaching us to how to be energetic and enthusiastic. About life. About people. About whatever it is we do. To be relentless and fearless in our pursuit of our dreams. We learned that the sky is the limit if we put our whole hearts into what it is we are called to do. But maybe most importantly he taught us compassion and loving without limits or fear. He taught us that we could effect positive change in the world just by being the very best we could possibly be.
Upon his death we realize that we love him so much, claim him as our own because he represents the storm of potential in all of us. Each of us contains the same light he possessed and we have but to let it catch afire to blaze an equally amazing trail.
Even before his death he has been referred to as the greatest performer that has ever lived and even more so after. Those few who dare to argue the statement know at least this for sure: His legacy will live on much longer than anyone who viewed his descent into the dust.
Thank you for the life lessons Michael. You will be dearly missed.
Love,
Mak
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