It’s one of the greatest gifts you can give yourself, to forgive. Forgive everybody.

Maya Angelou died earlier this week. She led an extraordinary life, born into poverty, abused, subject to racial abuse for most of her life.   She refused to speak for over 5 years in her childhood as she believed her words had led to her abuser being killed. In her mind that meant she had caused a death, a heavy burden for one so young.

We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.

Maya Angelou had many views on life and some of her more famous quotes are dotted within this blog. A number of these I can readily use when speaking with my clients, because although they seem simple and straightforward many of us struggle to apply them in our daily lives. Because often the changes we need to make within our lives are simple, so simple we often don’t see them.

 You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.

She had written over 35 books, including some outstanding works of poetry, one of my favourite is Still I Rise, this is a recording of Maya Angelou reading this poem, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_muacudzsI The words are at the end of this blog.

 My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humour, and some style.

Why this poem in particular? Because so many of my clients, and indeed myself, have overcome pain, grief, a myriad of issues but with help and support gone on to lead the life they deserve, indeed were born to live.

 I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

There were so many quotations to choose from… hope you find one that resonates with you

 Try to be a rainbow in someone’s cloud.

Courage is the most important of all the virtues because without courage, you can’t practice any other virtue consistently.

 Hate it has caused a lot of problems in this world, but it has not solved one yet.

 I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread 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 back yard.

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.

Maya Angelou

 

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Melanie