Inside the mind of reggae’s man of the world, julian marley

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Once his music gained international recognition his raw interviews became teaching moments of Rastafari livity , teaching the principles of a balanced lifestyle, steeped in love, giving thanks daily, as a practice. Sometimes I put on some good Ethiopian music—some orthodox music, and start the day out with spirituality before we take time for physicality.

Physicality defined in the modern world, Julian explained, is the world of the iPhone, social media—Instagram, namely. Then we play in the park, chat with friends, see the children. Born in British Jamaica, Julian was raised in London by his mother, Lucy Pounder, but learned of the Rasta beliefs during visits with his extended family in Jamaica. But when I went back to visit my brothers, I saw that everyone looked like me, and heard the old teachings, and realized the origins of the ancient beliefs.

Like their father, Julian said the Rasta man has a message to spread to the four corners of the earth—one aim, one unity, one love—with justice and equality in the mix. His brother, Damien, sings of cannabis as a medication, but Julian speaks of it as part of a practice, a meditation. When you drink alcohol, we do know that it can make someone bad—if you drink too much, you can get bad.

The herb, he said, is transparent and an enhancer, uplifting the partaker to be open to be themselves, to learn something—to be lighter, not dark or bad. A plant that was part of the Holy Anointing Oil of Christ. Why would you fight something like that? Canadian author, Chris Bennett, penned in his compilation of references to cannabis in the Bible and ancient times, Cannabis and the Soma Solution , that cannabis in Holy Anointing Oil was brought to the Baby Jesus as a medicinal offering, not unlike the Frankincense and Myrrh, openly said to be gifted—not merely fragrant incense for the vulnerable infant cradled in a bed of straw.

They paint a bad picture of the herb to distract us from the good picture, the best picture of ourselves. You go under the subway and there were skillful musicians playing. I was always drawn to the music before I could play a note. According to Encyclopedia.