No mystique

Sitting in mesmerising remoteness, I’ve been falling in love with Maya Angelou. Her words in this interview on The Paris Review have been singing in my ears and I am compelled to share the music as it resonates with the beat of my heart. And, is she funny or is she funny? Astounding combination of humour and profound fundamental human truths.

“We may encounter many defeats.” She says. “Maybe it’s imperative that we encounter the defeats. I don’t know. But we must not be defeated. I see people who haven’t gone through anything and you think, ‘Ah! Honey, go through something. Go through something.’

If I have a theme in my work, it is that we’re much stronger that we appear to be. And maybe much better than we allow ourselves to be. And that human beings are more alike than we are unalike. There’s no real mystique. Every human being, every Christian, every Jew, every backslider, every Muslim, every Shintoist, Zen Buddhist, atheist, agnostic, every human being want a nice place to live. A good place for the kids to go to school, healthy children, somebody to love, the courage, the unmitigated gall to accept love in return, some place to party on a Saturday or Sunday night and some place to perpetuate that God. There’s no mystique. None. And if I’m right in my work, that’s what my work says.”

Truly inspired. Love the sweet little made-up words like ‘unalike’. Thank you Ma’am.