Maya Angelou's passing hurts.
Her writing and speaking evoked strong responses within me...hurtful and hopeful in the same heartbeat.
When walking us to the edge of a deep emotional well, she held our hand as we looked into the deep abyss of fears, hopes, and dreams.
I felt safe and loved within her words...darkness tinged with light...light tinged with the possibility of a storm....
Following her lead is an intoxicating possibility. All of our musings come from an autobiographical stance and she made the sharing of oneself wholly holy.
Maya
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