Grandmother Healing Dolls

It's Time to Begin (A Thrive Global NonViolence Series)

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The grandmothers were made. It was time to start the long drive to deliver them to the people with direct access to the children; grassroots not-for-profits doing good and trying to minimize the damage that was ongoing.

I had addressed my own personal fears about the trip as well as I could.

  • Although I couldn’t speak any of the languages, I had met with native language speakers for translations of the grandmothers’ voice.
  • My husband and I had decided the continuing cash outlay was something we were willing to do.
  • I was one person, but friends had given me moral support, for which I was deeply grateful. These individuals also gave me strength at critical times during the trip when fear nearly won out.
  • I was still afraid of being arrested simply for trying to help. I had spoken to others and was aware of the possible consequences and penalties if this happened to me.
  • I knew I was a target of violence from people who looked like me simply because I was acting as an advocate for the marginalized. I made a plan and followed it all during the trip in an effort to keep myself safe.
  • I still hated to drive; but personal preference really wasn’t appropriate given the circumstances, so I decided to just get over myself. (Which actually was the key to all of the fears—putting my own issues aside to serve another.)
  • The locations of the detention centers were still secret, but I was starting with a crowd-sourced interactive location map, and then hoped that proximity and questioning like an investigative reporter would get me the information I needed when I needed it. (In other words, other than “South,” to begin, most days I did not know where I was going.)
  • I was still terrified of immersing myself in the suffering of another, but this, too, I knew I just needed to put aside. I had done the preparation to the best of my ability, I would just have to trust that I could process appropriately during and after the trip.

Although I had confronted my fears and was aware that “fearlessness” is a misnomer, no sense of courage replaced the fear. I had dealt with the negative emotion in a reasonable way, from my mind, which did not overrule the very real trepidation, distress, and vulnerability I felt. Facing those things allowed me to act despite my fear, and to prepare for the journey without being attached to the outcome. It was, in fact, time to begin.

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