“If the heart of Africa remained elusive, my search for it
had brought me closer to understanding myself and other human beings.
The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where
we can go as we are and not be questioned. It impels mighty ambitions and
dangerous capers.
We amass great fortunes at the cost of our souls, or risk
our lives in drug dens from London’s Soho, to San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury.
We shout in Baptist churches, wear yarmulkes and wigs and
argue even the tiniest points in the Torah, or worship the sun and refuse to
kill cows for the starving.
Hoping that by doing these things, home will find us
acceptable or failing that, that we will forget our awful yearning for it.”
―Maya Angelou , All
God's Children Need Traveling Shoes
/Rest in Power and Love.
To 'know why the caged bird sings' is my greatest lesson from you.
