I woke this morning to a text message from my daughter. She wanted to give me the news herself before I would go online. You see, in our home Maya is a grandmother. And today that is what my soul feels it has lost. Mother Maya taught me that no matter my scars, I matter. More than that, I have a story(ies) to tell, which I am meant to tell. As one of my life teachers she taught me much about the subject.
While I would say my bookshelves hold space for each of her writings, I cannot. I cannot because I am so helplessly in love with Mother Maya's spirit and writings I must share them and have given countless copies away only to purchase them again.
Oprah Winfrey shared in tribute today: "She won three Grammys, spoke six languages and was the second poet in history to recite a poem at a presidential inauguration. But what stands out to me most about Maya Angelou is not what she has done or written or spoken; it's how she lived her life. She moved through the world with unshakable calm, confidence and a fierce grace ... "
And that is what she gave her world, an example to live by. Her life gives witness to the impact one singular being can create when they chose to meet life face on and catapult all fear and obstacles. I will forever carry the vision of her remarkable grace, unwavering assuredness and prolific confidence.
You may wish her to rest in peace, but she will not. For she found peace long ago and has been dancing ever since, and will always be. As tears fall they are in great gratitude that my life, our lives, were blessed by the presence, words and most importantly the heart of the "phenomenal" Dr. Maya Angelou.
"In all the institutions I try to be present and accountable for all I do and leave undone. I know that eventually I shall have to be present and accountable in the presence of God. I do not wish to be found wanting." -- Maya Angelou, Letter to My Daughter
And you shall not be in wanting, dear Mother.
In Loving Memory.
One of your countless daughters,