Well, the iron-deficiency got the better of me yesterday afternoon and evening. I could do no more than lay on the couch under my Snuggie (those things are friggin awesome!). The up side of taking some time to rest is that I had the chance to watched a powerful documentary called Soundtrack for a Revolution .
The film captured the melodies and lyrics that were birthed from the struggles and experiences of the Civil Rights Movement. Sung by contemporary artists like John Legend and The Roots, the film provided a window into a past, my generation will never see, through songs and music. These "old soul" songs juxtaposed with artists like Angie Stone and Mary Mary proved that even though that particular time in our history is over the spirit and power of the song live on and still carry the weight of the movement.
Something else that I sensed as I was watching is how disconnected this generation has become from a lack of remembrance. A 90 minute film opened my eyes (or re-opened) to all that has been done for me by my previous generations. And I felt a responsibility to always remember what has been done and who I am. It also reminded me of the cost and requirements of leadership. Two that come to my mind immediately are (1) not being concerned with the "norm" and (2) becoming bold in the skin you're in.
A song was sent to me by a colleague and it took me back to the simplicity of loving who God made me and not being timid about my purpose in life. It's not a current hit but it's okay to dig back and remember those songs, experiences and moments that define us.
Go 'head India girl!
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