to be relevant
i just returned from Tatsuo's memorial service at the Seattle Center. it was amazing to see hundreds of people from all over come to celebrate his life. he was a kind, fun-loving and noble man. i remember his gentle presence, even in the midst of highly charged political settings.
although sad, it was also a huge reminder about what it means to be relevant. Tatsuo, a young man of only 29 years, had a life of activism that well surpassed his years. state representatives, city council members and the mayor were present to speak of his contribution. so was the local human services and API community who had been touched by him, his work and his tireless commitment to social justice. as i sat there and listened to countless people speak of his work, i asked myself - "have i been relevant? at the end of my own life, were it to end today, would i be able to assess it as one that used my skills and privilege well?"
to memorialize a short life is a wake-up call that one's life is only what one makes of it. Tatsuo didn't just talk the talk; he walked the walk. not only did he walk it with appropriate sobriety, he walked it in laughter and delight.
this is a critical time in my own life. i have recently taken on new and visible leadership responsibilities in local and state-wide social justice efforts (particularly for low-income refugee and immigrant communities). but i have also been a reluctant leader; i have shied away from the role. i haven't felt prepared or mature enough to fill the position i've been called to take.
i'd like to always remember that i've been blessed and burdened with enormous privilege - in my experience and skills and with my resources and connections. may i never forget to live life to the fullest. may i never forget that i too can do my small part to make this world a kinder and more loving place. this - not only for myself, but for my community and my God.
may you rest in peace, dear Tatsuo. you are loved and will be missed. your legacy lives on.
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Had a conversation at lunch in which a friend and I were recounting ways in which we thought we had fallen behind, or fallen short, of our potential. This is another good reminder not to hesitate, but to take real steps toward positive impact, and change, while we have the chance.
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