I was awestruck by the beauty and strength of a woman this week. She was not the epitome of a beauty in our American culture. Her beauty was of a deeper, stronger type.
She stood nearly 6’ tall with large bone structure and body mass. She was dressed in jeans and a sweat shirt not of the latest fashion. Her thick, wavy, and un-styled hair was swept back in a long braid. And her body was wrapped in a colorfully patterned garment that supported not one but two children. She carried a boy on her back, and held a girl on the front of her body.
I admit I could not take my eyes off this woman and her children. I felt compelled to approach her, ask her some questions and share my feelings and thoughts with her. Some of you may be responding the way my children do when they see me readying myself to share my feelings with a stranger. “You can’t do that! You don’t know her. She may not want to talk to you. How can you impose on her like that?” I will tell you what I tell them. This is easy for me to do. I love to connect to my truths and share them and so I did.
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