Maya Angelou’s Caged Bird Becomes a Rainbow
As a 20 year old I read Maya Angelou’s “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings” and sobbed profusely because her words touched me so deeply. I was a bit of a caged bird in my life desires. At least that is what some led me to believe. I wasn’t supposed to want what I wanted. Safety and security were the objectives my family promoted out of their love for me. This was in direct opposition to the adventures I craved for my life. Maya Angelou’s words affirmed that IF I was a strange bird, it was okay for me not to want to be caged.
Yes I was a sensitive caged bird. I could physically feel people and even today, I still can. Yet it was partially because Maya embraced the many expressions of who she was and where her talents took her that I was able to confirm there was more than one way for a black woman to live her life. Maya’s life may have seemed like an anomaly to some but for me, Maya proved it was possible to perhaps not be understood and still be loved. I learned to be okay with that.
Her legacy includes mentoring. And so I ask as she did, “How are you preparing to be a rainbow for someone else”