On Saturday, I went to an Ivy Queen and La India concert. For those of you who have no clue who they are, they are reggaeton and salsa artists, one of which, La India, I grew up listening to. I even remember singing one of her songs, Me Canse De Ser la Otra (please excuse the majorly cheesy 90’s video), at a high school talent show decked out in a little purple dress and way too much makeup for a 17 year-old. I probably should have known I had a little bit of diva in me at that very moment.
But anyway, I’ve been wanting to make it a point to go to more concerts and live music events, since I felt I couldn’t afford it for a long time, and what makes you feel more alive than music, right? So the night started off slow. There were about 10 different opening acts, and my friend and I were beginning to get a little restless for the main performers to come out. But when they finally did, it was so worth it. When Ivy Queen came onto the stage, she was high-spirited and talked a lot about love, humanity and equality. Two of my favorite things she said were (I might not have the quotes exactly right here):
“Hay veces que una blanquita se enamora de un negrito, y le quieren hacer la vida cuadritos.”
Translation: “There’s times when a white girl falls in love with a black boy, and they want to tear her life into shreds.”
“Love doesn’t have a race. Love doesn’t have a color. Love doesn’t have a gender. Porque somos todos seres humanos (because we are all human beings).”
And at that moment, I felt connected. I felt connected to her words, her identity and her Spanglish. 🙂 I felt alive and suddenly very aware of what it’s really all about. Our lives get so busy, so full of to-do lists, appointments, and hurdles that sometimes we forget to just live, to be present in the moment, to connect with ourselves and others. We forget to remember that whether all of us admit to the corn (corny-ness) or not, we’re all searching for the very same thing. We are all searching for love, for acceptance, for understanding, and for our place and purpose in the world.
So I stood there, singing and dancing my little heart out, and really being very conscious at that moment that I am alive, I know and love who I am, life is good, and I am privileged to be here (thinking of my friend’s all too young cousin who recently passed away in a car accident). It’s important to not let these moments pass you by. Breathe in their air, and take in their life. Moments don’t have to be out of this world to be meaningful. You just have to be awake and aware enough to enjoy them.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is just my little slice of corn for the day. What makes you feel alive? What makes you feel connected?
Sonia, Word Share Junkie