Thursday, 29 May 2014

Gently Shaking

After spending the majority of the day at the Freedom Park museum, we decided to stop off at the Union Buildings here in Pretoria (side note: this is where President Jacob Zuma was inaugurated for his second term this past weekend!).  It was a quick trip, and it was beautiful, but I didn't know at the time quite the significance that the location held.




In 1956, the lawn of the Union Buildings found upon it the feet of 20,000 women.  Twenty thousand!  At this time in South African history, women didn't have many rights to begin with.  The laws of Apartheid enforcing curfews with passbooks made it even worse for women of color.  These women were tired of being messed with; they had been oppressed for far too long and weren't going to take it anymore.  They marched in that day, ready with their petitions for their voices to be heard.  But then here's what gets me.  Their plan, should the police try to stop them, was to kneel down and surround the leaders in prayer.  If anyone was to be arrested, they all would be.



Sophia Williams de Bruyn, 18 at the time she led her fellow females, recalls the day.  “I remember that – as we the women who were sitting there, were positioning ourselves – I felt a lump in my throat. I looked at this large army of women. Dignified women. Courageous women. And I felt so humbled to be a part of such bravery, an act that encouraged the greater struggle. The song we sang that day, Bathindi Bafasi, it warned that if you strike a woman, you strike a rock.”



Women weren't even supposed to be on the lawns in front of the Union Buildings, and yet they were there.  This story reminds me of a Gandhi quote:  "In a gentle way, you can shake the world".  Sometimes it takes the most courage to be peaceful.


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Love Always,

Lorien

Monday, 26 May 2014

Who Does The Wind Belong To?

So, did you think I was eaten by a lion?  Silly!  I'm in the city, that wouldn't happen.  But it has been hard to come by an internet connection, so I apologize for that.  I have a lot of catching up to do.

Last Saturday, we had the opportunity to visit the Freedom Park museum in Pretoria. Beyond being one of the most aesthetically pleasing structures I have ever seen, the content held within its walls rich in knowledge and culture. I have been struggling with what to post here, simply because the museum covered everything—from the creation story, clear up until this very day. I still haven't figured out how they managed that, but I am thoroughly impressed.



It started off with a beautiful video of the creation story as relayed through Indigenous Knowledge Systems, with the belief that all human beings are bonded and originate from one divine source. Their belief is that humans are called to look after one another, to extend love. There is a system of interdependence requiring us to extend our own humanity, causing others to do the same. The emphasis lays on compassion, tolerance, kindness, and mercy, all leading to a greater sense of consciousness. The idea is that we are all related by blood to everyone, and we thrive only under conditions of cooperation and mutual assistance.


From there, we began exploring the beginnings of slavery. Bea and Paul questioned how slavery ever began in the first place, and how it could gain such a popular consensus, but the truth is, it started off small. At its beginnings, slavery was not so bad, at least not nearly in the way we see it in our history books. I think that's the trick; it didn't happen all at once. Rather, it was a series of actions and thoughts that may not have seemed so bad, and then it slowly escalated as people found justifications for their behavior. And yet, every action implies a consequence. The same can be true in our own lives—each action is shaping our behavior, who we are, and even impacting the world around us. This is why we must be so intentional in how we act, because the reverberations are so great. It is our choice whether we are molding something positive or something negative.





More powerful than the actions themselves is the idea of colonizing minds—there is nothing stronger than the influence of thought. This is how a majority is able to oppress a minority—they use knowledge. They use literacy. They break spirits, and invent structures that will allow them to maintain control.


These structures and boundaries we create are manmade, though. The divisions we have with our fellow man are constructed, and thus can also be deconstructed. As Cape Town became colonized and fences were raised, so were questions. “You put up these fences, but...who does the wind belong to?”



It is interesting to delve into the past here. Many people started off wanting to fight Apartheid with nonviolence, but found they could not get such tactics to work. The threats of violence seemed to come from a place of such immense desperation, I can't possibly say I understand their position. But it is also interesting to examine the role of foreign relations in whether or not Apartheid was able to take place. To see the protest signs pouring in from around the world, saying they would not tolerate such a system, seemed to have an immense impact. And yet we here keep finding ourselves wondering, why did they not act sooner? Some things we may not be able to comprehend.










There has been so much violence, and yet buried in the rubble, hope is found. Hope for a new Africa, and hope for a new world. The South African constitution is one of the most progressive in the world, calling for equality of all. Meaning, each human has the opportunity to discover their intrinsic value. These people who have been objectified now have a chance to define themselves, in a way that sees them as whole. We spend so much time figuring out how we can fix other people. In America, we frequently see Africa like a child we should be doing everything for. Maybe it's time we recognize we can learn something from them, too. On this journey, I will be striving for a system of co-learning; one that allows us to share with all.




More on the next post. Thanks for listening.

Love and Adoration,

Lorien

Monday, 19 May 2014

Hakuna Matata

I'm in love...his name is Ed.


Ed is the cheetah I had the pleasure of playing with today at the Rhino and Lion Park.  He is twelve years old, has gorgeous golden eyes, and loves to cuddle.  I think it's a perfect match.




I also got to snuggle up to three not-so-little lion cubs who could rival my dog in desires for tummy rubs.  The one who loved having her chin scratched the most had an appropriate name meaning "love".  And at four months old, they probably weighed more than me.










Guys, are you getting the sense that I'm spoiled yet?  Maybe blessed is what we should stick with as I spent the day jumping up and down, gasping, and squealing in awe at the glory of the Rhino and Lion Park in Joburg.  Ahh.



The park was founded in 1985, and has a focus on conservation and breeding.  It is even home to the only two clouded leopards in all of Africa.  The methods have proven quite successful, and the wonderful treatment is evident in the behavior and appearance of the animals.  I have never seen such happy, healthy creatures before.  Nor have I seen any "zoo" animals freely crossing the road in front of me before!  I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.






Seeing a white peacock is said to bring eternal happiness!





You thought I was here for research, didn't you?  Well...I was researching.  Researching my love for animals!  And scheming how to take a few home...


Is it too late to change my major to zoology?


(One more)


I hope these pictures bring you some piece of the joy I experienced today.

Love Forever,

Lorien

From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
There's more to be seen than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done

There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high
Through the sapphire sky
Keeps the great and small on the endless round

On the path unwinding
In the Circle of Life