Why Wait?

Why wait till the end?

Why wait till the end of class to be real with your teacher? Why wait till the end of the school year your crush you like them? Why wait till the death of a relative to be thankful for their life? Why wait till a funeral to uncover secrets? Why wait till until the end of something to fully experience it only for one moment. The end teaches what’s really important; since you know it’s coming, then why wait?

Be REAL now. LOVE hard. Tell the TRUTH. Take a RISK. Have no FEAR. ENJOY life. WORK while you have the STRENGTH. PLAY with PASSION.

But DON’T WAIT.

Do it NOW.

This message was inspired by my last class meeting of the semester with one of my professors at California Baptist University. I got the opportunity to connect with her in an open, truthful, and revealing way, that was at the same time SAFE. I got to know my her past the role of a just Teacher, but also as a Mother, a Provider, a Caretaker, a Woman, and as a human being. And in that I shared with her the pains, joys, victories and uncertain moments of life found behind the roles we all play.

Don’t wait. Live now.

I Laugh In The Face of Danger

If this year was over, what would you say about it? 2012 was the year of establishment. This past year I nearly died looking for my calling. Walk with me and understand the severity of this. I nearly died trying to find the reason why I was alive. And though it seems drastic or extreme, everyone is supposed to. Why? Because everything you want in life is determined by who you really are., what you really want.

January 1, 2013. (Morning)

“I’m a Christian and I did a horrible thing. I made a mistake. I sinned. I slipped into some mess I had no business doing. I’m a sinner.”

January 1, 2013 (Evening)

“My mistake, which is bad, actually worked out quite well. I got to experience how to turn something that was bad into something…good.

January 1, 2013. (Morning)

I’m a musician and I made a mistake. On the last measure of my perfectly composed piece of music, my finger slipped and I played the wrong note. My dreams of perfection were shattered.

January 1, 2013. (Evening) I had no idea how a mistake would work for my good, but it did, because that finger slipping turned out to be what would be the end for some, a new dimension and extension of the music I was creating, and it was beautiful.
That mistake, could have caused me to quit playing. But, my mind grabbed something that it saw as pleasing, delightful, desirable.

Get it. Get what I’m saying. Your bar of music, your song, your life is determined by what you do with your mistakes. Do you understand that you can keep going and make a good life using that very mistake you made? Do you understand that the decisions you make are no doubt in your life, but are designed to make you unique? Your story, your purpose, your achievements, your accolades. It’s all by you COMPLETING that piece of music you may call “a mistake.”

It turns out, life is full of these little incidents, these notes and tones. Like life, music doesn’t stop because I played a so called “wrong note,” else we’d NEVER enjoy R&B, Hip-Hop, Jazz, Funk, Classical or even Pop music. You’d never embrace things like  slang, basketball, dance, culture, literature, relationships, or comedy. You’ wouldn’t know to enjoy the roots of Reggae and how it’s related to Ska, or the evolution of Ballet into Modern dance. You’d never know of the light bulb and you definitely would not appreciate the many different recipes on the menu when you go out to eat.

Outlook: Your life is worth living. Your mistakes make good music.

Don’t be afraid of the song you write.

Make mistakes. Make new music. Make a song. Make your life. And make it good!