Witnessing to the Wonder and Contributions of Those Who Care
My daughter Diana called me to say she had heard from her good friend Jennifer Mann. Jennifer’s mother Marianne Mann, living in Maryland, was not feeling well. One of her sons took her to the hospital and doctors found her white blood cell count extremely high. She was hospitalized surprisingly — with leukemia. Jennifer flew from LA to Maryland to be with and take care of her mother when Marianne was released from the hospital. She arrived in time to spend only a few hours with her mom before Marianne died the next day.
I loved facilitating Global Women’s Forums with Sharon Farrar and Marianne Mann in Zambia, Africa. Sharry and I facilitated a forum in Lusaka. Following that event, we were invited by the Secretary of Women’s Work in Zambia to a country-wide conference held in the Copperbelt. Marianne showed up just in time to join us as guests of the Secretary. Women from each development district in the country gave reports of accomplishments made during the last year. The reports were detailed: For example, they included how many bushels of maize and other crops were harvested, the number of pigs born, number of trees planted to raise the water table, down to the number of boy and girl babies born in the respective districts. After each delegate’s reported ended, the audience erupted with loud and enthusiastic clapping, singing, and dancing.
Then the Secretary introduced Sharry, Marianne and me as special guests. It was obvious the Secretary expected each of us to address the group. So, we did. Each time one of us spoke briefly, the group again received us with wild audience reactions: explosive shouts, clapping, yelling, and dancing after each of our short comments. I will not forget Marianne’s big-eyed expression and raised tone of voice saying: “YES, our time is now!” followed by more cheering.
As a team, we were blessed by Sharon’s endless energy, my openness and sense of adventure, and Marianne’s Global Women’s Forum grounding and experience. Later in the day and after tea and refreshments, we joined over a hundred or so African women thrilling tongues, leaping, shouting, laughing ourselves silly, and bending up and down as the group circle-danced excitedly about women taking our places in creating the future!
Marianne and I reflected that evening on the rich and powerful event that we did not expect but that we joined with total abandonment. What an affirmation! What a celebration of being woman!
~~ Leah Early