What I think is the beginning of this manifestation, as described in the book, is Malcolm’s last stint in jail, when his brother comes to visit and artfully plants the seed of transformation in his mind as he describes in full the Nation of Islam and Its principles as he had mentioned in a letter he had sent to him earlier. From this I fully realized that:
- Love Begins in the Beginning
There is no exact time, place or perfect situation for you to begin to turn the wheels in your mind, to begin to think critically about yourself for the betterment of yourself. That very willingness to change for the better is the light of love piercing the fabric of your existence. The openness and hunger he displayed in his quest to get closer to God, Allah, was beautiful in its reflection of how much he wanted to care for himself more, whether that was plainly obvious or not. As the book goes on Malcolm is released from prison. It is then he truly begins on his amazing journey and growth through his religion. I was completely impressed by his lack of worry and complete faith in both others and himself. Even more so, I was in awe at his non-judgment of those not on his path. His immense compassion for people who like himself had found themselves lost and loveless on the streets, in jail, on drugs or all three and more. At this point I realized:
- Love is Loving Others
Malcolm’s ability to remain humble even as he awoke from the slumber of his ignorance is inspiring. Someone that can look into the eyes of a drug addict, felon, broken woman, lost child, anybody and see in their eyes the light of goodness and love is truly someone who’s self-love is beginning to overflow. As he believed in himself he was able to believe in others. Could you imagine someone who, not but five or ten year’s prior would have robbed or killed the same person he is now loving and ministering to! As I read on I became troubled that although he had found a religion that inspired and motivated his positive changes in life, he still seemed lost. I want to state this here and let people who may not be familiar with him as a civil rights activist and important leader in the minority community that he has been painted as a man of hate. I don’t believe, and neither would you after critically reading his biography, that he was ever a hateful man in any sense after finding the Nation of Islam. What he was, even after finding Islam, was still ignorant of the diversity of cultures across the world and the true transcendent qualities of the love that was growing inside of him. His final transformation occurs on his journey to mecca. As he travels the world he is introduced to people of many colors and backgrounds all rallied behind the same beliefs, loving and accepting all who chose to follow along. This was when I learned that:
- Love is an Expansion
Once a positive seed is planted and cultivated all it can do is GROW! Self-love and positivity flourish in one who is ready and willing to accept the love inside of them. Beautifully, his life’s journey lead him to the true love, acceptance and non-judgment (a principle indicator of true love) that transcended both race and religion. All the while he was still able to maintain his vision for a better life for those who were oppressed that he so strongly fought for until his untimely death.
This book reminds you that it is never too late to change, never too late to love. We all have the ability to work toward a better self regardless of the path you find to take you there. Malcolm found Islam, I found yoga, someone else has found Buddha, another vegetarianism and another meditation, Christianity etc. the list could go on! The paths are unlimited with many diverse travelers and the destination certainly worth the trip. So, yes, The Biography of Malcolm X is nothing short of a true love story.