shut up christine


Sunday, September 23, 2007
      ( 11:45 PM ) shut up christine  
the Walk was awesome possum.
the night before, a group of us cut up mountains of onions for lunch
i love seeing people wipe their onion tears on their sleeves
it reminds me of one of my favorite India memories

the day of we met at 5am to set up
and then it started pouring, monsoon style.
we were huddled underneath a canopy for a couple hours and for a second i thought the Walk might not happen,
then the sun came out and it was beeeautiful.
at 1pm exactly when the walk ended, it started pouring again.
how lucky are we? pretty freakin lucky i'd say.

Manav Sadhna did a Walk for Hope of their own to coincide with ours,
Jet Airways sponsored 100 kids from the Tekra a free plane ride where they got to meet Sushmita Sen, a famous Bollywood Actress.
All MS staff members walked to the airport, at 4 o'clock in the morning, for us.

i also learned that they dedicated a special prathna (prayer) for my dad,
which i am convinced played a huge part in his health recovery.

The quote I chose to decorate for the Walk is:
We are all longing to go home to some place we have never been—a
place half-remembered and half-envisioned we can only catch glimpses
of from time to time: Community. Somewhere, there are people to whom
we can speak with passion without the words catch in our throats.
Somewhere a circle of hands will open to receive us, eyes will light
up as we enter, and voices will celebrate with us whenever we come
into our own power. Community means strength that joins our strength
to do the work that needs to be done. Arms to hold us when we falter.
A circle of healing. A circle of friends. Someplace where we can be
free. - Starhawk

These words are particularly meaningful to me, and encompass how I felt in India. I don't have a picture of the finished quote, but there are two traced hands - one is mine, the other is Pinalben's. One represents America and one represents India, and they're reaching for each other. Pinal drew mehndi on them, and the cool thing is that one of the mehndi designs decorated my own hands while I was in India :)

today i made a fairly large decision,
the effects of which will pan out in the next few months.
my mom worries about me
she wants to know what i'm doing with my life
i don't blame her, i do too.

my head is saying are you sure?? but my heart is saying do it yo.

i'm glad i'm not a practical person.
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