June 28, 2009

Michael Jackson (1958-2009)

It's been very difficult to stare at those four digits, 1958, because it was the same year I was born. And the more I look at it, the more I have to ask myself, what is the meaning of a life?

I realize that on the face of it, the question seems absurd because of its relationship to Michael Jackson. I didn't know the man, so what's the big deal?

But in just talking with friends and family over the past few days, I've also realized that Michael's life had a profound effect on all our lives.

So I come back to the question, what is the meaning of a life?

As I said in a previous comment, Michael's life forces me to answer these questions:

Am I erasing the effects of racism in my life?
Am I honing my skills to perfection?
Am I creating opportunities for others?

To which, I'll add one more,

Am I accepting my inner peace?

This will probably be the last post that I write about Michael because I truly wish that he will Rest in Peace.




R.I.P. Michael!

neena maiya (guyana gyal) said...

What is the meaning of a life?

I think the meaning of all life has been distorted in the tabloids...and even in so-called respectable media now.

The fact that so many are talking about Michael Jackson should tell us something.

Geoffrey Philp said...

Guyana-Gyal, I disagree.
I believe that all life is connected and it is up to each individual to make meaning.

I have tried in this post to make meaning out of Michael Jackson's life--and he has had a huge impact through his music on all our lives.

But his life will mean different things to different people--things that are well worth thinking about, and that at least is a start.

For example, Wyclef Jean's statement that Rethabile posted this morning: "I ask who is your Michael Jackson? Are you gonna wait for he or she to die before telling them that they are Great!"
That is so true of Jamaica. We wait until the people are almost dead before as Dennis Scott once said we "clap a little."