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Maya Angelou, may you continue writing and inspiring in Heaven...
Dr. Maya Angelou: Poet, Educator and Civil Rights Advocate Dr. Maya Angelou, 86, awakens in the ever after..... I am at a loss for words... |
It's a cleansing day.....
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How easy it is to get caught up in complaining about a chilly summer day ... instead ... be grateful for the green it brings and that winter is gone. Too quickly we wish for our children to grow up ... then .... we wonder where the years went and wish for moments back. Each time a frustration or irritation passes your thought wave ... stop and think for 5 things which you are grateful for ... notice how quickly the frustration melts away and life seems somehow brighter. - Jane Changes |
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Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
STILL I RISE
Maya Angelou, 1928 - 2014 You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don’t you take it awful hard ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I’ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise. |
"Strength of character means the ability to overcome resentment against others, to hide hurt feelings, and to forgive quickly."
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Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could. - Louise Erdich |
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The Journey by Mary Oliver
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