Incredible images of some of the members of our human family, beautifully compiled and composed with Maya Angelou reciting from her powerful poem. To me, this iPhone ad is a work of art. I encourage us all to view this gem. The beauty it shares in one fast minute can help warm hearts and open minds. Let us remember how vast, and yet somehow small, our world is. Let’s know that each of us are part of a diverse and dynamic human family. Namaste.
Human Family, by Maya Angelou
I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.
I’ve sailed upon the seven seas
and stopped in every land,
I’ve seen the wonders of the world
not yet one common man.
I know ten thousand women
called Jane and Mary Jane,
I’ve not seen any two
who really were the same.
Mirror twins are different
although their features jibe,
and lovers think quite different thoughts
while lying side by side.
I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
From her deathbed, Cinderella’s mother tells her to ‘have courage and be kind’. Five little words carrying so much wisdom. The girl heeded the words well, and years later in the face of cruel treatment she remained calm. Her character displays equanimity, rather than rage or tearful hysterics at such ill-treatment. Ella held on to courage and kindness. May we all heed this sage advice.
Be kind, be honest, be loving, be true, and all of these things will come back to you. ~unknown
“Cinderella’s refusal to surrender to thoughts of retribution is part of what drew the Fairy Godmother to her in the first place. Hate can summon the powers of the world, but only love can summon the powers of God. It takes tremendous faith in the power of love to refuse to hate those who behave in hateful ways. Yet in that refusal lies our grace.” ~Marianne Williamson, Everyday Grace
“I am a lover of what is, not because I’m a spiritual person, but because it hurts when I argue with reality. We can know that reality is good just as it is, because when we argue with it, we experience tension and frustration. We don’t feel natural or balanced. When we stop opposing reality, action becomes simple, fluid, kind, and fearless.” ~Byron Katie, Loving What Is
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“I can live for two months on a good compliment.” ~Mark Twain
“People wonder why I give so many compliments out to strangers. I’m not being fake and I’m not looking for people to like me. But if I pass someone and I like something, I say it.… “Love those shoes!” or “Great hair!” or “Wow your eyes are beautiful!” . . . Why? . Because life is hard and this world can be a sh!++y place and people are mean. You never know how much those few words mean to someone, you never know what hell they may be going through; and when you put positivity out there into the universe YOU yourself become a happier person. It’s hard to be nice and be miserable yourself. It’ll reflect from the outside in. I’m telling you . . . random compliment giving will change your life; and maybe someone else’s too.” ~J.S. Weatherhead
Compliment people. Magnify their strengths, not their weaknesses.
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“Language is very powerful. Language does not just describe reality. Language creates the reality it describes.” ~Desmond Tutu
We toss them around like they are nothingness… invisible air out of our mouths or thoughts from fingertips. We say we’re just being funny, sarcastic or ‘venting’ but words are things that carry energy and weight. Maya Angelou said they get into the fabric of our lives, our curtains and our clothing. Into our very being. We lighten our hearts and the world around us when we share words that help and don’t harm. Let’s scatter kindness with our powerful everyday words.
“I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.”
“If a book is well written, I always find it too short.”
“I can’t imagine someone really enjoying a book and reading it only once.”
“I’ve lived a thousand lives and I’ve loved a thousand loves. I’ve walked on distant worlds and seen the end of time. Because I read.”
~George R.R. Martin
People collect all manner of antique items. Dishes, paintings, furniture. I collect old poetry books. It matters not if they are tattered, if a page here or there is stained or missing. To discover an old, overlooked book of old-fashioned rhyming poetry in some obscure second hand bookstore or hidden thrift shop is a wonderful thrill for me! As I gently blow away the dust and carefully peruse the old pages, my heart fills with joy. I have this sensation of rediscovering something important. There’s a part of my heart that whispers to the book and its poet. . . “I found you. I love you. You are not forgotten.”
My little collection of vintage poetry is, as you can see, a rather motley looking crew of old volumes. These well worn books are not only for display but also for reading and enjoying (albeit carefully). It’s part of my pleasure to keep them from being forgotten. Here is a glimpse into one of my oldest poetry books.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919) was born in Johnstown, Wisconsin and her poetry was being published by the time she graduated from high school. Very popular, her poems were often written in plain, rhyming verse.
My book of hers is “Poems of Pleasure” originally published in 1888. This small, soft, leather-bound book of 127 pages has a gilded design and lettering on the cover, but inside it is undated (perhaps the page is missing) however it was a gift to someone in 1921 according to the faint inscription. Regardless of its flaws and wear, and all the hands and hearts it has passed through, this beloved book now resides in my collection of very old, and deeply cherished, poetry books.
“I Will Be Worthy Of It”
“Love Much” (and the start of “In The Long Run”)
To poets and lovers of poetry everywhere, may you always be remembered.
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