Two days ago, I was on the phone with an artist friend of mine who lives on the desert, next door to her son, at the end of a hot dusty gravel road near Desert Hot Springs, California. Elizabeth and I have the kind of connection that can resume after years with no breaks. She’s one of the women with whom I feel a silent, invisible communion as I go about my day. I first met her in the ’90s, at one of the annual Crones Counsel gatherings. Now 76 to my 68 years, she’s always letting me know what’s ahead on the inner trail.
“I’ll tell you,” she says, “Ever since 60 it’s just gotten better and better.” Every day she writes in her journal, words that flow continuously from the being she calls GGATI (God/Goddess/All That Is). “It’s so wonderful! I’m never alone!” she exclaims.
I ask her if she’s still traveling to Africa once a year to villages to make art with the women there. (Can’t remember the program’s name, but she was deeply involved for a number of years.) “No. I finally decided that this trip is just too hard for me to make at this point in my life. I gave it my all for a number of years, and hopefully they will be able to go on without me.”
Then, yesterday, I came across this article, from care2.com. Wonderful synchronicity.
by Cynthia S.
July 28, 2011
by Cooper Munroe, ONEMoms in Kenya
“Oasis” is one of the first words that comes to mind when visiting Amani Ya Juu, a sewing and training program for African women who are marginalized and often broken. Fleeing from war-torn countries and desperate home and personal circumstances, Amani Ya Juu, started twenty-five years ago in a small room in Nairobi, today provides for women from virtually every corner and culture on the continent nothing short of transformation. Where women once found no options, Amani Ya Juu, by teaching women skills in sewing, quilting, design, beading, batik and bookkeeping, is a source of both income and a way to heal.
Petroniia, until a few years ago lived a dire life in Mombasa. Rejected by her family, she suffered at the hands of her relatives and the streets. “I was saved by Amani Ya Juu, I was not saved before. I have learned how to forgive,” Petroniia told us yesterday on a tour of the facility. She is responsible for fabric dyeing and batik now, and showed us with great pride the beautiful patterns and colors she creates. Her fabric is used for products like clothing, place mats, quilts, toys, jewelry, handbags and many other beautiful things, which are sold in a store on the compound (as well as online and in a boutique in Washington, DC.) Today Petroniia is the mother of two little girls and provides a steady and secure income for the family.
The Amani Ya Juu compound includes several quite beautiful buildings, many trees, flowers, plants and green space where children play, and production rooms that are neat, well kept and lovingly cared for. On the wall in the chapel hangs a Unity Quilt, made by the women there. Each square represents a different country and culture of Africa and different ways to solve problems and resolve conflict. Delphi came to Amani Ya Juu from Burma to escape war, and as she told us, “to find peace.” “Life was not easy, everything we had was taken away from us, family, friendship, food,” she said. Unable to finish school because her family could not afford it, as a young teen Delphi had a son who, at age one, died of pneumonia. Soon thereafter she came to Amani Ya Juu and everything for her changed.
A quilter who creates colorful, floral designs, Delphi goes to school at night and because of her income from her quilts supports many of her siblings and other family members, including paying for their school fees. “I look after my family. I have responsibility. Now I know I’m a strong woman,” Delphi said with a broad smile.
In Swahili Amani Ya Juu means higher peace. Take one look into the eyes of Petroniia, Delphi and the other women there and it is clear that is true
Are you a mom? Sign the petition to ensure that poverty-stricken mothers and children have access to health care. To find out more about Amani Ya Juu please visit www.amaniafrica.org.
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