If This Was the Last Post I Ever Wrote
It’s hard to believe that Prince died today.
Besides being one of my favorite musicians, he was also one of my favorite ARTISTS, period.
I’ve loved his music since the 90s. As a little girl, I would watch all-day marathons of his videos on MTV.
I had “Diamonds and Pearls” on repeat back then.
I would sing along at the top of my lungs when the video came on.
Right now, I’m listening to “Adore,” my #1 Prince song of all time.
Whenever someone I know or admire passes away, it causes me to think about my own legacy.
More specifically, it makes me think about how I want to be remembered.
I think about the work that I do and whether I’m helping as many people as I can in the way that I’m meant to.
I think about whether I’m allowing my fear to hold me back from leaving a bigger mark on the world.
I said Prince was one of my favorite ARTISTS overall because there was such an elegant artistry not just in his music, but in the way he made it.
He was talented and eclectic and he shared his unique genius with the world, no matter what people thought of him.
He was proud of his amazing gifts and never apologized for them.
In remembering icons like Prince, we get the opportunity to look around at our own lives and evaluate the legacy we are creating with each action we take (or don’t take).
We absolutely have the power to change the world.
But how many times do we shrink back in fear?
How many times do we almost make it to the finish line but turn back, saying “maybe next time?”
Some of you know that my father passed away when I was just 6 years old so I never got the chance to know him – who he was and who he could have been.
Some of you may also know that that childhood experience is what causes me to live my life a bit differently than the average person.
I have a different perspective about what’s possible.
About what’s “realistic” for my life and the lives of everyone around me.
I have such a deep awareness of my own mortality that at this point in my life, I’m not even afraid of dying.
What I AM afraid of however, is not living fully while I’m still alive.
That’s what allows me to make what can seem like courageous or even “risky” decisions.
Like launching my business without knowing what the hell I was doing.
Quitting my “good job” to become self-employed 2 years later.
Traveling the world solo even when people told me it was “too dangerous.”
Moving in with the love of my life after just a few short months, because I just…knew.
I’ve realized that when you know your purpose, you can live your life outside of the realm of what’s considered “normal.”
The truth is…
Life is unbelievably short.
It passes by so quickly.
And we have no say in when we die.
The only thing we DO have control over is how we live our lives right now, in this moment.
Like so many women in our Happy Black Woman tribe, I’m clear that I don’t want to be on my deathbed wondering “what if?”
Or wishing I had done more of the things I was afraid of.
I feel emotional tonight not just because a musical legend has left us, but because of what he represents.
People all over the world are sharing their tributes to a man they never met.
Prince touched us at a deep level simply by being exactly who he was, unapologetically.
He lived his life so that he would have no regrets when it came time for him to leave this earth.
None of us know when our time will be up, which is the best reason to make the most of the time we have today.
If this was the last post I ever wrote, I would want you to know that you are here for a reason.
I would want you to know that you have a purpose that is bigger than you.
Bigger than your fears.
Bigger than your insecurities.
Bigger than the naysayers living in your head.
I would want you to know that you are loved, unconditionally.
And that every day, you get another chance to start over and be the person you were created to be.
Thank you Prince for being a light.
May you rest in peace.