Fourth Notes from India (4th Visit)

February, 2006

I wrote you last from Auroville, Tamil Nadu. From there I took the bus for 5 hours to Kanchepuram. I did not go there for the famous silks or the famous temples but to visit my friends who have been teaching Wenlido (in a team of 3) for the last 2 years to mostly under privileged village womyn and girls.

They also head a grass root social justice network, Makal Manram (translates into People’s forum, I have mentioned them in former years). They have freed bonded labourers (by legal means), they organize protests, they hold ‘people’s courts’ (community social justice system) and help many thru the judicial process as well. They have some 2000 members.

I see people come day and night with their issues, and M. will sit with them and make immediate plans for support. I saw pictures of a protest they organized last month with some 2000 people in front of the hospital. A woman (friend and social activist) was burnt by her husband (also a social activist…?) She died after 4 days with 65 % of her body burnt. Then the body was caught up for days in the morgue (which had no cooling system) because of legal procedures. Her 11 year old daughter in the panic of seeing her mom on fire, hugged her and she got burned herself. She is still alive. I cried when seeing Poony on film talking from her hospital bed with her daughter lying in a bed next to her. Then the pictures of her, wrapped in white cloth with just her pink, burned, charred face showing and the womyn wailing next to her … on her funeral day … such suffering ….

My two days with the commune (Makal Manram) were fully packed. Reconnecting with everyone (I know many from last time) catching up on news. There are several men, two couples and two new babies.

Jan 14 was Pongal, the big village festival in Tamil Nadu (it is the kite flying holiday in Gujarat and many other parts of India). On two motorcycles six of us went to a remote tribal village. Makal Manram had freed these people from bonded labor and they were relocated here. They live in simple mud houses with thatched palm roofs. In no time they all gathered and we were brought plastic chairs to sit on. They got busy cutting open green coconuts for us to drink. The men brought out two clay drums and the womyn and men started singing and taking turns dancing for us. There were many children all around. Everyone was delighted, especially two older womyn dancing fancy and enjoying the attention. By now M. was getting anxious and requested “…one more dance and we need to move on!” I finish a couple more coconut leaf birdies for the kids.

Everyone stands around us, waving us off as we go on the bikes heading to our next destination. We come thru villages that made me feel like being in another world, with gorgeous mud houses with thatched roofs and such beautiful ‘kolams’ (symmetrical mandala type paintings made of colored rice flour) in front of each house. There were special ones for this special holiday. We stop inside one village where we sit outside on the matt and are offered ‘pongal’, the dish of the day. The consistency reminds me of cream of wheat, with nice spices in it. I admired their washed cows with freshly painted horns. They were being prepared for the village’s ‘race of the cows’ which is the peak of the Pongal festival. They are lovely people, being very happy and honoured to welcome M. and her friends.

From here we go to a guava plantation that this group of people is working for the season. We sit under the trees with a group of men (members of Makal Manram) who tell M. some conflicts they are having in their village. This time around a young girl (she joins us) whose parents died in a car accident. Her aunt and uncle (very poor) have taken her in, but her brother wants her, probably to sell into sex trade. She is scared and determined not to go. What to do?

On our arrival home at the commune, M. was eagerly awaited by an older couple in distress. The women was crying and falling to M.’s feet. They calmed her and then the man explained how his neighbour girl (newlyweds) was raped by a 13 year old boy in the village. The old man had gone over to the boy and scolded him with a slap. Later on the boy had come back with a gang and beat the couple, threatening them that they’d be back with knives to kill them. M. ordered two of the men in the commune to go talk to the boy and let them know that the ‘people’s forum’ was on their case.

As I watch onto this scene I am in awe. J. (engineer who gave her career up to support M. 8 years ago) sitting quietly in the background, taking it all in, as always with her quiet comments. M. is a charismatic 34 year old, very tiny, dark woman with sparkling eyes. She has little education, lots of compassion in her heart, fire on her tongue, soft and cuddly in our womyn’s circle and hard as steel when it comes to moving onto injustice. Men, womyn of all ages flock to her for counsel, and practical support, and many others are at her finger tips to do and implement whatever she asks them to, trusting her completely. I can only imagine the love and support she received when she suffered of breast cancer last year (she had a mastectomy and is slowly recuperating).

My 2 days with them went by too quick. In the evening the commune performed a cultural dance for me on the roof with the participants drumming hard with red flags crisscrossing in their group dance.

Three young womyn in their early 20s had come to their Wenlido workshops last year and decided to join the commune there after. Their parents are poor and are relieved to let go of their ‘burden girls’ (who would need dowry money to be married off). These young womyn are committed and grateful to be there, it was obvious. I enjoy being included in the closeness and physical affection of this group of womyn. All of us sleep on the cement floor with bamboo mats in one room, and the men the same- like sardines- in another room. Late in the evening an older neighbour woman, who was alone and scared, joined us naturally in the last little spare corner of our room. Everyone is up with me at 5 am and waves good-bye to me as I leave for the train.

Two days and nights later I arrive in Gujarat for the Phase 2 instructor training.

We had 18 participants. P. and I doing great team work (English/Gujarati). The days were very long (17/18 hours mostly) but we hung in there .... Their enthusiasm and affection certainly re-charged my batteries on those long, long days of group work. The students had so much to learn. First the regular Wenlido program, taking notes, integrating, and learning to teach it to our group there.

Then, of course the purpose for this TOT ... the very creative aspect of developing a whole new program for the pre-adolescents. It will be a continued learning process, as they teach it and learn from our young sisters what their needs are exactly to help them move forward in a safer more empowered way (child sexual abuse is on a scary incline since the last two years particularly in this state).

I am very excited and hopeful to have created a meaningful system for those young, vulnerable girls to explore themselves as worthy human beings with rights to be safe and respected. (Tonight Phase Three is starting in Gujarat and we will see how the girls will actually respond ....)

I appreciate P. tremendously for putting so much energy and efforts into making this happen for her movement (child rights). We have been working extremely well together. Supporting each other as we teach, struggling with taking and giving space beautifully … and having long talks and debriefings well into the night.

Now off to Bhopal for the final Phase Three of the instructor training.

The first day (and evening prior) was spent checking in, doing advanced Wenlido, freshening up of communication skills and of course preparing for the first time for them to teach a workshop. The first ‘3-day Wenlido Basic’ was taught primarily to NGO (non government organization) workers. There are 14 participants and 7 'trainers'. After the initial adjusting the teamwork of the training group became remarkable on the second day. Feedback and preparing went often until 10 in the evening. The participants left empowered and energized with lots of positive feedback.

Myself I found it difficult not to mix as much with the group as I would have liked. Knowing though that to be of best support, D. and I needed to sit outside and take the notes for the required feedback .

Then we held the second (20 hour) Wenlido Basic program with 18 participants, a young group with girls from 10 years to 21 and one adult woman. Very different challenges that were well met by the group. The participants were smart and eager to learn. We all realized the big difference of experience and grasping capabilities of the adolescent and pre-adolescent participants. That brought awareness to how we are all eager to explore the new 'pre-adolescent program' we have been developing in Gujarat.

Everyone enjoyed and the participants are eager to come to the proposed monthly 'Wenlido support groups' in Bhopal.

On Feb 2nd after the teaching and feedback was done, we had a fire outside (with our broken boards! ) in celebration of ‘completion of TOT ... as well as A.’s 30th birthday!! The evening was filled with singing, dancing and telling stories and many, many belly laughs....

The next day D. was teaching the advanced Wenlido techniques, then games, and deepening of communication skills.

A lovely portion of the last day was spent with handing over of Wenlido Malas (tiger eye necklaces I make for all apprentices), and the white ribbon certificates. We welcome 5 new womyn into our Wenlido circle as apprentices. We also appreciate D. for the continued effort and development of the advanced Wenlido techniques and concepts with a brown ribbon. This qualifies her to be teaching continued (advanced) Wenlido to apprentices and trainers. D. has been assisting me in the work as well as in the translation for many of the trainings this year. It has been great working with her. Also all the extra time she has been taking out when I was in Delhi to continue deepening her skills.

The following day most stayed on, while we did a bit more NVC Dance floor work and then watched and discussed the film I brought 'what the bleep do we (k)now' , celebrating with good food and ice cream!

Oh yes … on it goes. 3 days in Delhi, which were wonderful and relaxing staying with my good friend there.

I supported D. and D. in Delhi to do a first part of a series of a Wenlido basic program with 13 blind womyn at a hostel. D. and D. were very creative in re-arranging the program to meet the needs and issues of the blind and also finding alternatives for doing the visuals. I was happy how fast the womyn warmed up to us and I appreciated their openness to sharing their stories and concerns. I am very much aware of the privilege to be able to see since that lovely connection with them and ‘their world’.

Now off to the last Phase Three with the Gujarat group. 13 of the 18 (in Phase Two) have been accepted. It will be 10 full days (instead of 8). They will be teaching three Basic classes! One to adolescents, one to 11 to 15 year old girls and one to girls under 11. More on that next time!

Did I mention how happy I am now being fully healthy, after having gone thru one food poisoning episode, three colds/coughs in a row, and head lice! Life is good, and I feel satisfied and inspired as more Wenlido apprentices and certified, independent instructors are on the ‘herizon’ to meet the needs of increasing womyn's safety for more communities!

There are three womyn presently considering doing Wenlido freelance and full time!!

There were some concerns as S. our most senior instructor in India is no longer directly involved with Wenlido. I appreciate S. for her support for those three years in the past when we did all of this together. The Wenlido Network would have never gotten this far without her initiatives and her dedication to this cause. She has to deal with her own personal issues on the 'home front' at this point, which is essential and needs priority. This was cause for confusion and some unsettledness, but by now we are gaining confidence again Wenlido will have the ability to continue to grow and spread, even without her or me present.

Everyone is looking forward to our five day National Wenlido Gathering in March.

Much love and support to all of you! Look forward to hearing from anyone, inspired to just connect or ask for clarifications!

Gitta

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