Today marks the assassination of Christopher Wallace aka Biggie Smalls. I can remember the phone call that rattled my slumber. As fresh as the gun powder, as hot as the bullet, news travelled Biggie was shot. Part of his crew lived on Washington Avenue (Clinton Hill side) in my girlfriends’ building so before the news wire was out we knew what went down.
Biggie left marks like you could never imagined. Every man, woman, child of all ages knew and still know Big Poppa! Gone at 24 Biggie left a mark most can’t accomplish by 50. He created classics, left a legacy, his family well taken care of and despite the drama his name is intact. Biggie lived his dash.
I always heard it’s not the day you’re born, it’s not the day you died, it’s what you do between those dates that matter… the dash. Our paths cross people of all walks of life whether it’s a mere glance or social intercourse we do leave an impression.
As I think about my life to date I ask myself, how have I lived my dash this far:
Have I hurt more than I’ve healed?
Have I taken more than I’ve given?
Have I talked more than I’ve listened?
Have I hated more than I’ve loved?
If I was called at this very moment I would be comfortable with my dash:
I learned and continue to learn from my mistakes
I apologize to those I have hurt
I love those who love me and sometimes even those who don’t
I often give without expectation
I appreciate what is given
I try to be honest;
I try to help those that have less than I
I give my family a legacy of strength and determination
… Yes I am comfortable with my dash and this is just the short list.
This by no means says I’m ready to go for there are still things I want to see and do. I will continue to feed my dash with positive thoughts and deeds.
As long as I am gifted with time I will live in the light that I was blessed with at birth.
You.. live your dash, remember how your loved ones who are not longer here lived theirs, they set the foundations for which you stand. Live your dash…soulfully yours
© Soulmuze 2012