Dr. Maya Angelou was on Oprah today and she told a story that can be found in her cookbook, Hallelujah! The Welcome Table. She said that her mother always used to make her a dish called Red Rice. It was her favorite dish because she felt that when her mom made it special for her, each grain spoke it's own "i love you". One day when she was twenty, after eating her beloved Red Rice, the young Maya was startled when her mother told her "You're the greatest woman i've ever known." As Maya pondered what her mother told her, she asked herself, "What if this is true? What if i really am the greatest woman ever?" On that thought, she realized to live up to this expectation, she needed to stop her vices, such as drinking, smoking, and cursing. And look at Dr. Maya Angelou today.
i think that's absolutely lovely. Obviously, just the fact that she discontinued her bad habits isnt the sole reason why she's loved and revered. I just respect that she realized that every choice we make is a reflection of who we are and who we potentially could be. I once heard that "our history is composed of invisible tattoos etched on the surface of our skin". Making the best possible choices is a simple concept but complicated act. Will my tattoos be the art gallery known as my life, or will they scar my mind with mistakes and regrets? I can only hope that the choices i make shape me into someone full of warmth, sharing my experiences in my own soft-spoken wisdom.
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