Strength Lined with Tenderness

“The caged bird sings with a fearful trill, of things unknown, but longed for still, and his tune is heard on the distant hill, for the caged bird sings of freedom.”― Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

“And on the subject of burning books: I want to congratulate librarians, not famous for their physical strength or their powerful political connections or their great wealth, who, all over this country, have staunchly resisted anti-democratic bullies who have tried to remove certain books from their shelves, and have refused to reveal to thought police the names of persons who have checked out those titles.

So the America I loved still exists, if not in the White House or the Supreme Court or the Senate or the House of Representatives or the media. The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries.”― Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country

Light in the dark.
Resilience for the long cut.
Anchored in hope.
Good trouble.
Strength lined with tenderness.
As Maya Angelou said, “When you know better, you do better.”
May that come soon.
In the meantime, kindness, connection, joy, laughter, beauty, spring.
Love, the journey and the destination.
Cast light in your corner of the world today.

“The quality of strength lined with tenderness is an unbeatable combination, as are intelligence and necessity when unblunted by formal education. ”― Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings