Everyone is a saint when they die. And heaven knows, some canonized do not merit the title. But some earthy souls who were our moral compass and innate spiritual leaders touched our lives in so many ways.
Maya Angelou was frank about her life: she was raped at a young age, her rapist jailed & then killed upon his release driving her to lose her voice for five years for the guilt she felt in singling him out for utilizing the gift we treasure that resulted in his execution.
She was of a generation of African-Americans that knew the ugly face of segregation all too well. She was the first female cable car driver in San Francisco and she admitted being a prostitute and pimp. She sang, acted and could move a room with her books, poetry and reading aloud ~ because she allowed her soul to be close to the surface and she validated its invaluable worth and saw beauty in all.
She was a staunch opponent to the faulty testing system that our children are over-bombarded with in today's U.S. educational system that do not impart critical thinking and social skills for healthy, lifelong interactions.
I feared this day. You will be missed, lady. May we make you proud that your time on this planet was not in vain and that we continue the fight that all are created equal and worthy of human respect, dignity and love. Your mission will continue as our muse, inspiration and light and we treasure that you graced our lives, universe and chose not to lose your voice to champion for all.
...love you, hermana!
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