Stained woman of virtue

“The desire to reach for the stars is ambitious. The desire to reach hearts is wise.”

― Maya Angelou

Maya Angelou was one of my favourite people-of course I never met her. But somehow I did, in her poetry, in her books, in her quotes and in her talks. She reached my heart.

What I find more fascinating about her is that she never pretended to be Miss goody-two shoes or to have been one to achieve all she did. Maya was once a prostitute and while most people don’t want to talk about that part of her history, she openly did.

I admire her because she gave a platform for young girls and women to refuse to be concealed with society’s moral bandwagon that knows better to judge than to live through the same situations. I remember her talking about her faith in God just before she died in an interview with Oprah. And here I was thinking Oh my God she prays too, I love this woman.

My point is there is something special about stains. They do not look beautiful nor do they sound beautiful, but they create beauty especially from inside.

When we have stained ourselves, compromised our characters, moved away from the path we never thought we would move away from or deviated all together; we create within us a consciousness of discipline that always stays in the future.

Stainlessness is a tad-bit too pure to allow zeal for ambition, the need to get better, the strength to prove to significant others that they can still count on you. There is something uncomfortable about untainted purity. There is everything beautiful about cleaning dirt and setting goals for purity.

A woman of virtue does not necessarily have to have been born pure and gone pure to death. After all I agree with Mae West who says, “Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere.”  I mean I want to go to heaven as well but while I am here on earth I certainly want to live and not simply exist-yet we get stained in this very way often.

There is beauty in knowing we are human and err. A woman of virtue is not afraid to look at you in the eye and say I messed up, I am not perfect, I am sorry but every day, every single day of my life, I strive to be better. For myself, for the people I love and who love me. For the people who look up to me, so I can reach hearts with humility, reality and more so with my stains only a story for you to know but no longer visible.

Just in a few words.

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