The Epitome of Grace: Rest in Peace Maya Angelou

Angelou and Malcolm X became friends during his visit to Ghana in May 1964.

Remembering Literary Royalty

My first blog post if you can recall mentioned my need to emulate the poise of my idols who impacted my childhood. Maya, who served as more of a friend, and a mentor, to many women, over her 40 plus year literary tenure is so special, that her name immediately provides me peace.

There are many things that can be said about her, and like, many influential people the news of her passing has brought a wave of bittersweet remembrance. We are all selfish of our own personal memories of her. But her work, still lives on, but like the timeless angel she is, we all expected her to live , in the present form forever. At 86 years of age, she was called to her truest form today. She will be surely be missed by those who have been touched by her words, be it written or oratory.

When I first met Maya, I was an inquisitive young girl who noticed, that my mother had several books written by her, all with yellow pages. So by then they were obviously very old. I asked my mother who she was, and she was delighted in my interest and encouraged me to read them. So I did, every book in my mother's library written by a women, who had loved, and struggled much like most of the women I knew. She though had the courage to write her story, to impact, and somewhat heal those who were in the midst of her turmoils and triumphs.

I thank her for the music of her mind, and am humbled to have been directed in the spirit that she breed. She is truly one of my favorite authors, and I will miss her as if she was a family member. We should all celebrate her memory today and forever more.

I leave you with one of my favorite passages!

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-pulse-of-morning/

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/05/28/maya-angelou-poems_n_5403816.html?utm_hp_ref=fb&src=sp&comm_ref=false

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