Tonight I caught a glimpse of a PBS documentary. I wish I had caught the whole thing, but what I did see warmed my heart. It was an interfaith group of women who joined together, and one by one, standing side by side and grasping each other’s hand, made a commitment to peace and justice – Christian, Jew, Muslim, and whatever other faith that might have been represented.
I felt proud and grateful. Being female is a good thing, something I have always taken pride in, and even when I didn’t or couldn’t, there was a part of me that knew it was my right to – my legacy to hold my head up as a girl, as a woman along with my sisters.
It’s easy to forget this when we get caught up in the drama and trauma of relational aggression, but in dealing with what hurts or does not honor us, we cannot lose sight or forget to lay claim to our strengths, our tenacity and incredible gift to envision a better world . And more, to work toward that world by extending a hand and moving our feet.
Tonight I was reminded…and inspired, again.
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