As superstar Michael Jackson said: “If you wanna make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and make that change.”
How can you make a difference right now? It’s easy to walk through the day focused on your own life and come up for air every so often to eat and read the headlines. You may even engage in heated conversation on a certain topic or person in the news, and comment on how things could be improved. Instead of just talking, stand up and make that change. Start with the man, or woman, in the mirror. Consider how you can make the world a better place from where you are currently. As you “turn up the collar” on your favorite winter coat, consider “the kids in the streets with not enough to eat.” Open your eyes and see humanity as it really is–the reality of inequality. Don’t be a pretender with blinders on or a “victim of a selfish kind of love.” Look at yourself and see how you can be more compassionate and generous. Next time you walk past someone who is homeless, share a dollar or some food. If you see someone on the train looking a bit down, share a smile. If you notice a co-worker or friend is low in confidence, be inspiring with a genuine compliment. Be grateful for life itself and actively seek to contribute something positive every day. As Michael said, “It’s gonna feel real good, gonna make a difference. Gonna make it right.”
Until next time, remember-it’s your divine life, live it to the fullest. The power is in your hands!
With Purpose & Power,
PERSONAL NOTE: It was a delight to meet the “King of Pop” when my family was living in Australia in the 1970s. My parents were invited by Prime Minister Gough Whitlam to introduce “new concepts of people” (i.e. African and African-American) to the continent through media and academia. They were the consummate “diversity and inclusion” experts before we called it that. We were the first African-American family to live on the continent and the Jackson Five came through for a concert. I’m the one in the dapper red checkered suit. Michael was very reserve, focusing a lot on his “fro” (i.e. afro). It was around May 16th, 1973. I remember because it was on or near my birthday, and Michael and his brothers were doting on me. It was their little sister’s birthday and they missed her so much. Since Janet wasn’t there, I got their attention. It was a nice treat for me. My parents provided us with such wonderful experiences through the people they knew. I’m extremely grateful.