I was sitting in bed yesterday morning, using my laptop, and ran across a touching video clip on a friend’s Facebook page. Well, watching it before I started a work day was not the brightest thing I have ever done. At least it was before makeup. Not only did this heart wrenching story of liberation and reunion make me want to bawl, this tale flooded my memory bank from our years in South Africa and the occasions we were awed to see these great beasts in their natural habitat. I’ll never forget the only time I have been privileged to come into physical contact with an elephant, how I held my breath in anticipation, and then the amazement I felt when I stroked her trunk, only to find it soft soft soft …
Women … now hear me out here …. are like elephants. Especially women who have gone through hardship of some kind, perhaps the trauma of losing a child (or the dream of having one). Maybe the one person they trusted most in all of the world turned out to be the one person in their life who hurt them the most. Maybe their experience of childhood was one of nightly terror, or daily hunger. Elephants in captivity understand. As the video clip describes them, they are “comrades in a captive world,” just like the women who participate in the groups I have facilitated over the years. These women understand each other, because they understand hardship … disappointment, betrayal, pain, grief …. And we never forget. But we can chose to forgive.
Women ….like elephants … because of life experience, may look tough and gnarly on the outside. They might roar and bellow, and make you want to stay away from hearing their story or walking along side them on their journey. But they are soft soft soft inside, loving and caring, compassionate and kind, and they long for tender companionship. Like these two elephants.
Enjoy this sweet little movie of friends and reunion. Reach out to a hurting woman. What you find may amaze you.