"How can we use each other's differences
in our common battle for a livable future? All of our children are prey. How do
we raise them not to prey upon themselves and each other? And this is why we
cannot be silent, because our silences will come to testify against us out of
the mouths of our children."
Audre Lorde
Lorde's words really resonated with me as an Island woman concerned for the welfare of my birth land and as a mother of three young people growing up in an era of widespread pain and destruction.
As a middle aged woman with a near desperate need to be close to the Earth I fail to see any separation between caring for my own children and caring for the Earth. If I fail to teach my children how to meet their needs in a manner which is respectful of Earth, I too fail Earth and likewise, if I succeed in raising children who see Earth as their mother, and themselves as shining pieces of that beautiful whole, I will have done well by both my children and Earth. I see no separation.
So then, how can we raise children to not fall prey, as Lorde write's, to the ills of the world in which we live? How can we ourselves push forward when so much of what we hear each day hammers down the fear and uncertainty of modern times? And why is it so important that women must make their voices heard as caretakers, healers, intuits and empaths?
"because our silences will come to testify against us out of
the mouths of our children."
We must endure, but not the sort of endurance which destroys much in servitude of an egoist, power hungry self— we are living fifty shades of that already. Rather we must endure our present societal sufferings in order to begin to restore a sense of dignity to all things.
But how?
How do we restore a sense of dignity to something which seemingly requires so much effort in what seems like so little time?
By bearing witness and sharing our stories of the persecution and oppression of all the children of Earth we remind each other of the natural dignity inherent in all. This is how we heal. This is why we pay attention.
The birthright of Earth, of all creatures and energies, of trees and flowers, of breath and stone and waterways and sky-their birthright is the right to exist by their very existence. All things exist because they have come into existence through processes of creation in the shape of time and space.
Yet, until we ourselves escape from the cultish grip of the
fetishes of selfhood, through removal of the adulation of self above all else,
we will be cursed to perpetuate the same old, same old in the service of the
wealthy, image, security and comfort.
And it cannot be restored through our attempting to restore it. The more we try to control the outcomes of life the more we make a mess of things. Rather, as with raising our children, we only need create the space for them to emerge, removing layers of expectation and comparison, by being truly present to what is.
The spaciousness we desire, that breath of fresh air, the new idea, the welcome change; it all exists already and lays in wait for the space to emerge, like the brightness of daffodils in springtime.
When we raise our voices to lay bare the truths of our existence those truths will speak for themselves.
Those structures of society-the institutionalization of learning, loving, wonder and creating- which we have become unwitting participants in- only further serve to recreate consumer culture- choking out the very possibility of any new ideas arising and taking the precious lifeblood of entire generations, destroying culture and community, land and sea and untold species in the process.
What then, might a birthright of dignity look like for our children? For Earth?
The right to a meaningful existence. To have needs met in a manner which respects both child and Earth alike? The freedom to play, explore, to wonder and to be extraordinary? The right and freedom to exist and not be exploited for profit or gain?
But in the absence of this the world is filled with tears, confusion, hunger, fear, rage, pollution and destruction. And so much of this is due to our collective apathy and silence.
And so we must speak.
Women of the world must speak.
Hugging trees and holding children, caring for the ill and aged, singing, dancing, growing food, holding hands of lovers, making peace with soil and waters and lighting fires with words.
Women must speak.
It is time to release our children and ourselves from expectations, and image and from the exploitation of industry and from the
perpetuation of more of the same.
Let us all be courageous enough to be our truest selves and before we
know it we will have a whole world of children growing up to actually know and like themselves
and to live their passions as their lives. Inevitably, these children will grow up not to serve themselves but they will have unwittingly, beautifully become that puzzle piece, the change, the critical difference, the bright light the world's been longing for.
Happy International Women's Day 2018!
Be the change you seek and speak your truth. The world needs your voice!
In words of Peace and Hope and Love,
Jill