Two of my most prized possessions during my childhood were my Michael Jackson posters that I purchased with my allowance. They hung prominently on the wall on my side of the room. I was a part of the Pepsi generation…because of Michael. I can remember wishing I had money for one of those Michael Jackson jackets, but settled for a cheap imitation of the glove. I tuned into the television to watch every new video he crafted. The Thriller video solidified my belief that he was amazing! I wouldn’t miss an opportunity to see him make an appearance at an awards show and would stop in my tracks to gaze at his picture on a magazine cover. If that weren’t enough, there was Motown 25—his performance in a word, unforgettable.
To write about him posthumously is quite surreal. For although he was one of the greatest singers to ever hold a microphone, one of the best songwriters to pen a hit record, and the best performer to ever grace a stage, he was the furthest thing from my mind until yesterday. He’d sort of made his way into the recesses of my mind. Don’t get me wrong, if I were surfing the radio for a tune and heard any two notes from Billie Jean, Remember the Times, Man in the Mirror, PYT, Thriller, or any of the other anthems, I’d immediately turn up the volume and sing along while driving. If I were home, I might even throw in a few of the dance moves for good measure. However, I just didn’t have a reason to think about how amazing he really was as an artist.
Michael Jackson the artist was perfection. He wrote songs that had meaning…Beat it, Black or White, Heal the World…I could go on forever. After writing the songs, he sung them with passion. You could feel the emotion that he wanted you to feel. If you don’t believe it, go back and listen to She’s Out of My Life. He didn’t stop there. He put together award winning videos to bring the words of his songs to life. The videos were, and still are, unparalleled. Michael didn’t live on yesterday’s laurels; he kept trying to take his craft to the next level. He wanted to give his fans something new, different, better than before. His work was never a disappointment. If we were all willing to work as hard as Michael, I’m sure we’d be better at whatever it is we are doing.
Sometimes it takes death to make us realize the value of a life. This is one of those times. Legendary, Iconic, Hall of Famer, Greatest of All Time, Musical Genius, these are the words that I will use to describe his life and legacy. I will also remember to say a prayer for those who will remember him as son, father, brother, uncle, and friend.
Rest in Peace Michael.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
A Lesson from a Pain in the Neck
Last Wednesday started out pretty normal for me, but by the middle of the day, I found myself in a lot of pain. It was strange because I couldn’t pinpoint what I had done to cause my neck to hurt so badly. I tried massage, bed rest, warm compresses, and pain killers, but nothing seemed to alleviate my discomfort. I had to keep my head in one position because even the slightest turn felt like I was being stabbed in the neck. It would have been much easier if I could have stayed home in bed, but there were responsibilities that required my attention. One of those responsibilities involved me driving. Of course, in order to drive, you have to be able to turn your head from left to right, and you need to be able to look behind when backing out of a parking space. So I did what needed to be done. I tried to move my eyes without moving my neck whenever I could, and only moved my neck when it was absolutely necessary. Whenever I had to move it, I found myself in the kind of pain that makes you talk to yourself and breathe out loud. It was serious.
By Thursday evening, I was regretting that I hadn’t made an appointment to see my physician and beginning to think I’d need to visit an urgent care after hours medical center but I decided to pop two more pain killers and try and sleep it off. When I got up on Friday morning, there were signs of improvement. I could turn my head to the right with little pain. Turning to the left was not as bad either. I’m happy to report that by Saturday night I was back to normal.
Now, guess what I took from that experience? Well here goes: In our lives we all have our own “to do” lists. We are all striving to accomplish our goals. However, there are times when self-doubt creeps in and has us looking for answers in all the wrong directions. We look for someone or something to bail us out of uncomfortable situations. Quite often, we are ready to give up, postpone, or change our goals the minute our comfort zone becomes compromised. We start trying to look back to see if there is still room for us in a more familiar place, even though we know that we’ve outgrown it. We begin to prepare for defeat as soon as one thing doesn’t go according to our plan.
Now imagine how much we could accomplish if we felt like we were being stabbed in the neck whenever we found ourselves looking backwards with regret, or looking around with worry, self-pity and anxiety. Imagine if we were forced to look straight ahead at our goals and focus completely on doing whatever it takes to accomplish them. I don’t know anyone who enjoys pain, so I’d guess that we’d have a lot more people achieving their goals and living their dreams. So, I’m hoping that all who read this will keep looking ahead at their goals. I hope that when they feel hopeless, down and out, or begin to feel like it would be easier to retreat and abandon their dreams, they will be reminded of my pain in the neck. I hope the reminder will help them to quickly get their head back in the right place—focused on the mission ahead. Then my mysterious pain would not have been in vain. Keep your heads up!
By Thursday evening, I was regretting that I hadn’t made an appointment to see my physician and beginning to think I’d need to visit an urgent care after hours medical center but I decided to pop two more pain killers and try and sleep it off. When I got up on Friday morning, there were signs of improvement. I could turn my head to the right with little pain. Turning to the left was not as bad either. I’m happy to report that by Saturday night I was back to normal.
Now, guess what I took from that experience? Well here goes: In our lives we all have our own “to do” lists. We are all striving to accomplish our goals. However, there are times when self-doubt creeps in and has us looking for answers in all the wrong directions. We look for someone or something to bail us out of uncomfortable situations. Quite often, we are ready to give up, postpone, or change our goals the minute our comfort zone becomes compromised. We start trying to look back to see if there is still room for us in a more familiar place, even though we know that we’ve outgrown it. We begin to prepare for defeat as soon as one thing doesn’t go according to our plan.
Now imagine how much we could accomplish if we felt like we were being stabbed in the neck whenever we found ourselves looking backwards with regret, or looking around with worry, self-pity and anxiety. Imagine if we were forced to look straight ahead at our goals and focus completely on doing whatever it takes to accomplish them. I don’t know anyone who enjoys pain, so I’d guess that we’d have a lot more people achieving their goals and living their dreams. So, I’m hoping that all who read this will keep looking ahead at their goals. I hope that when they feel hopeless, down and out, or begin to feel like it would be easier to retreat and abandon their dreams, they will be reminded of my pain in the neck. I hope the reminder will help them to quickly get their head back in the right place—focused on the mission ahead. Then my mysterious pain would not have been in vain. Keep your heads up!
Friday, June 5, 2009
Where Will "Amazing" Happen?
Before the playoffs even started, most people had already predicted the teams that would be in The Finals. There was much anticipation for the LeBron – Kobe series. There’s even a series of commercials that feature LeBron and Kobe puppet- like characters (the commercials are pretty funny too.) The Cleveland Cavaliers breezed through the first two rounds of the playoffs in dramatic fashion. They won both of those series without their opponents winning a single game. Their sense of purpose was clear and they repeatedly reminded viewers that they had “One Goal.” Anything short of winning the championship was simply unacceptable. The Cavaliers were featured on every sports channels highlight reel. Their star player, LeBron James, was interviewed or talked about nearly as much as our President. Over in the West, Kobe Bryant and the Lakers were making their presence felt and already being considered as the team to beat. The playoffs were just a process, a means to an end…or so we thought.
Cleveland had to play one more team in order to make it to The Finals—The Orlando Magic. Right from the start it was clear that the two teams were equally skilled and that this was not going to be business as usual for the Cleveland Cavaliers. Predictions started going all the way to game 7 in a seven game series. Even still, most people thought the Cavs would win the series. Well, we were wrong. The Orlando Magic played the Cleveland Cavaliers and beat them 4-2 to earn a trip to the Finals. No need for a game seven. Cleveland was devastated. I imagine they were just as surprised as the rest of us. With such an upset, there’s little room for adjustments in TV land. The commercials were already made…and they were working. So although the first game of The Finals has already been played, there is no puppet-like character for Orlando’s star player. I get the feeling he doesn’t mind at all.
What I’d like you to take from this is simple: No matter what people say about you, no matter who thinks you can’t win, no matter what the odds are, you are possible. Ignore statistics that might suggest that you are destined for failure. Don’t worry about people who seem to be bigger, stronger, faster, or better than you. Don’t envy the success of others and don’t stress out because it appears your talents or skills go unnoticed. Keep working your hardest at being your best. Not as good as someone else, not better than the best, just the best that you can be. The fanfare and the limelight mean nothing, if you don’t achieve the goal. LeBron would trade the puppet-like character in a heartbeat for the opportunity to be in The Finals. Perfect your craft. Practice, study, surround yourself with like-minded people, build your confidence… give it everything you’ve got. Silence the naysayers through your actions, not your words. Your dream is achievable. Your goal is within reach.
The NBA has a commercial that ends with this question: Where will “Amazing” happen? So far, it’s happened in Orlando (at least in the eyes of basketball fans.) I’m wondering, where will “Amazing” happen in the “real world?”
Cleveland had to play one more team in order to make it to The Finals—The Orlando Magic. Right from the start it was clear that the two teams were equally skilled and that this was not going to be business as usual for the Cleveland Cavaliers. Predictions started going all the way to game 7 in a seven game series. Even still, most people thought the Cavs would win the series. Well, we were wrong. The Orlando Magic played the Cleveland Cavaliers and beat them 4-2 to earn a trip to the Finals. No need for a game seven. Cleveland was devastated. I imagine they were just as surprised as the rest of us. With such an upset, there’s little room for adjustments in TV land. The commercials were already made…and they were working. So although the first game of The Finals has already been played, there is no puppet-like character for Orlando’s star player. I get the feeling he doesn’t mind at all.
What I’d like you to take from this is simple: No matter what people say about you, no matter who thinks you can’t win, no matter what the odds are, you are possible. Ignore statistics that might suggest that you are destined for failure. Don’t worry about people who seem to be bigger, stronger, faster, or better than you. Don’t envy the success of others and don’t stress out because it appears your talents or skills go unnoticed. Keep working your hardest at being your best. Not as good as someone else, not better than the best, just the best that you can be. The fanfare and the limelight mean nothing, if you don’t achieve the goal. LeBron would trade the puppet-like character in a heartbeat for the opportunity to be in The Finals. Perfect your craft. Practice, study, surround yourself with like-minded people, build your confidence… give it everything you’ve got. Silence the naysayers through your actions, not your words. Your dream is achievable. Your goal is within reach.
The NBA has a commercial that ends with this question: Where will “Amazing” happen? So far, it’s happened in Orlando (at least in the eyes of basketball fans.) I’m wondering, where will “Amazing” happen in the “real world?”
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