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And Still I Rise

I've always loved poetry and was stoked to find myself , after a difficult week of work, reciting this.
One of the best surprises my mind has thrown recently.

by 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 backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,

Deepest Fear

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One of my favourite poems has been circling in my head for days.
Coupled with a some deep conversations I've had last week, think the universe is
trying to tell me something.
And like Samuel, I need to stop running to Eli , be still and listen.
I've got nothing to lose, right?
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness
That most frightens us. We ask ourselves
Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God. Your playing small
Does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking
So that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine,
As children do.
We were born to make manifest
The glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us;
It's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine,
We unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we're …