You Will Rise!

Still I RiseFreedom Friday! 

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.

Still I Rise

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
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.

You Will Rise!

Move Forward In Righteousness XOXO 

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  • AwesomelyOZ says:

    Great post! Very inspiring 🙂 It’s Friday and I rose happy because it’s a 4-day weekend and I am so grateful and stoked! Hope you have a great weekend Yulunda! Take Care and we shall rise again tomorrow with more opportunities! -Iva

    • YGladney says:

      Hey Iva! You are exactly right that tomorrow is a new opportunity to rise and “shine” enjoy your time off. How wonderful to get and take a break. XOXO ❤

  • Priscilla says:

    Great read, Yulunda!

    The headline alone is very inspiring: “You will rise.”

    “Still I Rise” is a beautiful poem, and I think that all of us can relate to it in some way. No matter what we are going through or have gone through, we can still rise above it all.

    We must continue to hold our heads up and push through. We will make it!

    You have given us a great message here on resilience! Thank you. I enjoyed reading.

    • YGladney says:

      Hello my beautiful friend! Happy to see you and hear your encouraging words. Girl, it gets tough and at times unbearable. But, that is when we know God’s carrying us and the load. Have a Fabulous rest of the week Butterfly 😙

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