As I was considering all of the things happening in the world, I was reminded that we need to lighten up as life is heavy enough so, why would we add any ‘extra’ to it? I have learned that humankind is equipped in so many magnificent ways and one of the strongest traits that can be found in each of us is resilience and being able to rise. Yes, we are able to bounce back from some of the most insurmountable circumstances that life can and will toss at us. Just like the sun, we must continue to rise and shine.
Now, a part of being resilient is knowing that no matter what, if there is a new day, a new dawn, we have an opportunity to rise. Understanding that we are able to rise above it all should be instilled so deep within us that we believe that no matter what may come, we will make it.
Yes, sometimes, you must take a deep breathe, appreciate the little things happening around you, recognize the positive and know that, “Still I Rise!”
Though this poem speaks to the struggle and subsequent resilience of the African American, it can and should be applied to your life struggles too.
Dr. Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod 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
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
Move Forward In Righteousness XOXO ♥