Messages for Hanna
Agnes Meneses
from
Chicago
wrote on February 3, 2026
at
12:06 pm
Dear Hanna, Although I've only met you virtually (through your work with Marc on Adaptive Leadership), I learned so much from you, with the care and presence you brought to the space. I carry many of those lessons with me. Your time on earth reminds me of Maya Angelou's poem, When Great Trees Fall
"...And when great souls die,โจ
after a period peace blooms,โจ
slowly and alwaysโจ
irregularly. Spaces fillโจ
with a kind ofโจ
soothing electric vibration.โจ
Our senses, restored, neverโจ
to be the same, whisper to us.โจ
They existed. They existed.โจ
We can be. Be and beโจ
better. For they existed."
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