Thursday, February 26, 2009

This morning I taught a children's creative dance class. Before leaving I fed Dahlia and then was back again in about two and a half hours to feed her. (Breath a sigh of relief). . . All was smooth and it was a good feeling to come home and see dad and the kids all happy and doing their thing: enjoying life. I was able to get payed for my taxi to and from work which is a must when I'm on a tight schedule feeding my princess. Which brings me to my reason for this post titled "Ode to Women". I had just finished class and was standing in the grey with bits of rain falling on my head and coat. A mother with two children came out the door and because of the rain the mother was trying to put her youngest in the stroller with the rain cover while her other daughter walked ahead. The little one was not having it. She slid herself out of the stroller onto the pavement. The mother, obviously stressed, said something and then picked her daughter up in one arm and pushed the stroller with the other arm and off they went. I've so been there. I felt I knew her in that moment. I was, at that particular time, without my children and free from the extra worry and stress yet I felt her battle of gathering her chicks and getting where she needed to go. She was a warrior woman in that moment and an example to me that I can do this and women all over the world do. Regardless of diverse cultures and anything that may separate us we are bound as women. Women. This is a powerful word to me. And human. we are bound as humans. I was brought back to the book I read recently-- Siddhartha by Herman Hess. I love this book. The message is so powerful and beautiful and I wont say anymore because I hope you read it. At the Maryhill Integration Network the women wrote a song that was performed in their last piece "Songs of Home, Songs of Hope" that contained a similar message. The chorus, written by Rema (an amazing woman) sings "no matter race, no matter faith, we're all human, we are the same" and it touches me each time the women sing it. For me, the purpose in life is to become one, to feel together and to gain such an awareness and understanding for all people in the world with all the rich uniqueness surrounding us that it becomes my nature to love each person and thing around me. I realize how unhappy I am when I become consumed with myself and things that don't bring true happiness. I'm at peace with my life and the world when I remember we are all humans and we can be one. I feel so blessed and connected when I am aware of this truth. . . connection--that's a whole other topic that I'll explore later . . .

On a funny note. . .the other day Soren told me I couldn't do something by saying "No humans, just kids". . .

8 comments:

Stephanie said...

I have so been there. Soren is so cute.

charles said...

Soren, the android.

Thanks for that, Cam-Cam. You have a heart of hugs and wisdom. I love those times when I feel charity and connection to people around me!

Gian and Andrea said...

here's to becoming one!

Claire said...

I know what you mean about kids resisting the buggy... Poor woman. And I don't just mean that one individual!

I love Soren. I'm still laughing at his little song he sang in primary. Can you keep a secret? He's my favourite in primary... Shh

Emily S. said...

what a strong entry... thank you for sharing!

Stephanie said...

I hope that Soren has a wonderful birthday. We are thinking of him and sending our love. Tell him happy happy birthday.

Sarra Eaton said...

I forgot to tell you, but I took your recommendation and read Siddhartha. I love when people tell me about a good book. I really enjoyed it. Keep sharing your book advice!

Miranda said...

I am so getting that book. Can I just say that I completely agree with you about the oneness thing. Loving is huge. Thanks for loving me. You are woman!