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Wednesday, 4 July 2012

The Wisdom Club discusses "SnowFlower and the Secret Fan"


This is us
9 of the 12
"The Wisdom Club"
as we gathered  at Debbie's home
to discuss the book she choose for us
"Snow Flower and The Secret Fan"


by Lisa Lee




This is a beautiful novel
taking place in 19th Century China.
It is a story about two girls
named
Lily and SnowFlower.
The girls find themselves in an unlikely pairing
matched together at "laotong"...
also called
"old sames".
This pairing, between girls, is a deep emotional union
that lasts a life time,
a most precious friendship bond.
Often a Laotong relationship would be formed when a marriage was contracted between families who were expecting babies. This was done before the babies were born. If both children turned out female against the hopes of their families, the daughters could be brought together as Laotong.
So was the story between 
SnowFlower and Lily.
Though there were many things that the girls shared which made them a perfect match
the biggest difference was their social class.




The book is written from Lily's point of view and covers the space of her life.
Lisa See writes with unique style.
This story is given in a way of passing on information...
passing on a story of true experience,
not so much based on the typical plot form.
No climax no conclusion...
just a story that is.
One woman's view of her life experience.
and what a life it was...




The topics that got the most talk time was first
the practice of foot binding.
At first when the topic came up 
we all wondered how Mother's could have performed
this act of mutilation 
to their daughter's bodies.
But as the conversation went on 
we realized that in our day and age
woman are still mutilating their bodies
for the sake of beauty
but we don't see it as such because 
it is what fits into our culture for today
as did foot binding in the culture of Chinese yesterday.
If you are unsure what foot binding is
here is a video about it...




The purpose was to make
the foot look as small as possible
and resemble a Lotus Flower.
This showed a woman's value.
The process stared at a young age
and involved 
the breaking 
and
reshaping of the feet.
Through our discussion we were reminded
that perception is truly affected by so many variables.
There may come a time when women of the future wonder about our practice
of nip and tuck
botox shots
and even chemical peals
all in the name of beauty.
*
The other topic that came up was 
the topic of betrayal...
betrayal with no explanation.
Many of the group had experienced this
sort of thing
with another woman in their close circle.
Relationships suddenly ended with
seemingly no reason.
It took us to some old wounds
and also seeing the woman we have become
because of those wounds.




Here are a few of my favourite "out takes"


"Three Obediences"
1 when a girl-obey your father
2 when a wife-obey your husband
3 when a widow-obey your son


"Four Virtues"
be chaste & yielding, calm & upright in attitude
be quiet and agreeable
be restrained and exquisite in movement
be perfect in handiwork & embroidery
pg 24


"buluo fugia-luo means falling, 
like the leaves in autumn 
or
falling in death...
for the rest of my life  I would merely be a guest in my husbands home." pg 112


"I was no longer the little girl who could let river water wash away unpleasant feelings." pg 135


"...sons are the foundations of a woman's self..." pg 151


"Nu Shu (the secret written language between women of those days)...it was to give us a voice..."pg 160
*a personal inspiration to write*


"I had not considered texture, context, and shades of meaning...." pg 242
~this was when Lily reflected on the writings that Snow Flower had sent her which would inevitably sear their union...but upon reflection
as it is with so many things of emotion
she realized she may have taken somethings that were written
out of context.


Another topic was the topic of
subservience...
wow
many of us wondered how we would have survived
such a male dominated world.
We appreciated the "upper roam"
where the women gathered, but the fact that
that room was their only place
got daunting for women as ourselves
who live in so much freedom.
It became clear why so many women committed suicide
during these times.




Ultimately 
this is a story about Sisterhood
and how deep that bound can run between women.
A book I was delighted to read
a book that brought a lively and fulfilling
gathering
a book I am most happy to have
on my book shelf
to stay.


Love and Light 





Friday, 2 March 2012

Could I be that brave...

I just finished watching The Help
again
I enjoy movies on Friday....
as I watched the movie
I wondered
Could I be that brave?
Brave like the white girl
who goes against the grain of her
very cliquey social circle?
Or even more controversial
could I have been an out spoken 
 voice for the rights
of the African Americans?

Or what about the braveness of the African American maids
portrayed in this movie,
living in a hot bed of racial discrimination
Could I have held my dignity
while constantly being undermined?


They all make me think
Could I be that brave?

Then there is the surreal story about


This movie stayed with me for days...
I had a hard time watching some of the scenes
I wepted for an unknown sister
as I watched her 
life being taken from her
and her voice hold no power to defend
Could I have been brave like her...
to look at those who were about to stone me?
Could I have been brave as her aunt
who told the story, in secret,
to a stranger who came to the village?
Could I be that brave?

And how about Irena Sendler.
Irena Sendler is known for saving 2,500 Jewish children
by smuggling them out of the Jewish Ghetto
in Warsaw during World War II.
Her story, too, was made into a movie...
Courageous indeed!


There is a moment in the movie when Irena comes home
to tell her sick mother what it is she
is planning to do.
Of course her mother is scared for her daughters safety
and yet
she too must be brave because in her heart
she knows the words her daughters says
are true.

I'd like to think I could be as brave
as all these women
these
regular women
just like me
I'd like to think that I would be on the right side of things
I'd like to think
I'd be brave enough to follow True
and stand up against discrimination
I'd like to think....
that I could be that brave
but
truth is
I do not know
When faced with the conflict
the controversy
the uncertainty
the fear
Could I be that brave?

Love and Light








Monday, 27 February 2012

Monday Offering...Rise Up

For you
 my SoulSisters...



sung by my beautiful Sister of the Wood

When my heart was troubled
I went to the woods to pray
When my heart was troubled 
I went to the woods to pray
in my darkness you sang to me
Woman, I have set you free
Rake off your chains of sorrow
Remove your veil of fear
Find your courage
Find your strength
Lift your voice, stand tall again and rise
I'm calling you to rise...

Rise up woman rise up
Rise up woman, rise



Rise up woman rise up
Rise up woman, rise

My heart was bent over 
when I went to the woods to pray
My heart was bent over 
when I went to the woods to pray
Suddenly down in my bones
My spirit heard you say
No more bending over
No more fear and shame....
rise up woman...
Throw off darkness
Throw of shame
throw off words of cruel blame
Listen to the whisper 
of the One who calls you name

Rise up people rise up
Rise up people, rise
Rise up people rise up
Rise up people, rise

Rise up Sisters Rise up!
Love and Light





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Monday, 20 February 2012

Monday Offering....



"None of us will ever accomplish anything 
excellent
or
commanding 
except when she listens to the
whisper which is heard by her alone."

~Ralph Waldo Emerson~

Love and Light



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Monday, 13 February 2012

Monday Offering....



Today
I offer you
the
Brave One's.
Women
who in the last little while
have bared their souls
and touched my heart.




The Free-to-be-Honest~Amy

(click on their name and see what moved me)


Brave Ones.
You Inspire
You Lift Up
You Shine
thank you






"We are all just walking each other home"
~Ram Dass
(thank you Amy)


Love and Light



Friday, 23 December 2011

Storytelling...of Memorials and Letting Go


A Solstice Hangover...as the sweet Pixie talks about here...lingers around me.
I feel spent and empty, yet full and content.
Yesterday was a full day for me physically and emotionally.
I worked.
Midday I was off to celebrate Alice's Life and document it
via images for the family...


I won't go into detail...
other then to say
working while crying takes something out of you
but
I would do it again...
and
I will
To see the expression of Love
by those left behind...
the heart open up
exposing vulnerability
your own feeling of loss
your own feelings of immortality
your own feelings of fragility
Beautiful Pain...

*

From there it was back to work in the studio
and then preparations for the evening ahead...



Lanterns were lit
Candles frame the way
The fire burns
(thanks to my contributing husband)
and the time draws near.


The time to open the widow
to that which darkens our doors
and to that which will bring it light...


The sisters where lit and waiting
Waiting to hold the flame for those who would come.
A beautiful anticipation was around me
the energy of women
many women
coming together...

If ever the world sees a time when women 
shall come together
purely and simply
for the benefit of mankind
it will be a power
as the world
has never known
Matthew Arnold, 19th Century Philosopher





The women came
they gathered
they poured out

We wrote down what we anted to release,
but we also wrote down what we wanted to replace
those shadows with

My personal belief is that when we rid ourselves
of something shadow
we need to replace it with something Light
if the shadow space is left empty
that shadow will not only come back
it will bring friends...
because the place is familiar
and easy
thus the burden becomes even heavier

So we wrote what we wanted to leave behind on one card
and then wrote what we wanted to bring in on another card.

Then we were off to 
the fire
the cold of the night
the baptism of the darkest day
back into the Light.


for some of us 
this was the first time meeting
for some of us 
it was the first time burning


whatever the story
it did not matter
they came
exposing their hearts
opening their truths
bearing their souls



a beautiful gathering
hands held
prayers raised
voices sang
and we released
into the fire


then in loud voices
we called to us that which we long to replace
in our lives
that which we want to awaken
and bring back
together we surrendered
to Love...



Psalm 139

For the director of music. Of David. A psalm. 1 You have searched me, God,
   and you know me. 2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
   you perceive my thoughts from afar. 3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
   you are familiar with all my ways. 4 Before a word is on my tongue
   you, God, know it completely. 5 You hem me in behind and before,
   and you lay your hand upon me. 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
   too lofty for me to attain.
 7 Where can I go from your Spirit?
   Where can I flee from your presence? 8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
   if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. 9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
   if I settle on the far side of the sea, 10 even there your hand will guide me,
   your right hand will hold me fast. 11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
   and the light become night around me,” 12 even the darkness will not be dark to you;
   the night will shine like the day,
   for darkness is as light to you.
 13 For you created my inmost being;
   you knit me together in my mother’s womb. 14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
   your works are wonderful,
   I know that full well. 15 My frame was not hidden from you
   when I was made in the secret place,
   when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. 16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
   all the days ordained for me were written in your book
   before one of them came to be. 17 How precious to me are your thoughts, God!
   How vast is the sum of them! 18 Were I to count them,
   they would outnumber the grains of sand—
   when I awake, I am still with you.


Blessings to all who let go
and to those who have yet to do so


Thank you to Pixie Campbell 
for keeping the Flame.


I sink into my contentment
as reflections of dreams and spiritual encounters
come forth from those who attended
blessings
blessings
blessings
you Brave, Courageous souls
blessings


Love and Light