Nothing invokes the feeling of a summer beach day like Bob Marley. I’m sitting on the edge of a boat with my feet dangling in the water… I’m driving over the causeway towards the beach and all its salty glory. I’m sitting outside at a dockside restaurant without a care or a to do list to budge me from my contended state.
As a native Floridian, I think I’ve always felt more connected to our tropical island counterparts to the south than the continent to the north of us. A saying you hear amongst us few natives is that in Florida, you have to go North to get to the South. We are a different culture, and at least on the coastal towns, inheriting the island feel. We are, after all, only one border away from being an island of our own. I wonder how wide a canal we’d have to dig across our Northern border to classify our fine state as an island?
I’m sure most would agree that Bob Marley’s music was much more than intoxicating tunes but a way of life. His words were spiritual, political, emotional. The rhythms, the beats of an island, yes, but a higher rhythm I believe he found was that of humanity and love.
Bob Marley is undeniable. I love that no one, not layman, not scholar, not priest, not prophet… no one can deny this man his mark on humanity. He was a man with what some might have considered an extremist religion and a polarizing viewpoint and yet his legacy is Love. One Love! And the inherent freedom in that. That’s the man, the mystic and the mantle! The only thing I want to do in this life is to pick up that mantle of love and run with it, not out of fear, but rather the knowledge that I must pass it on.
Take a little listen and get your weekend started early: