WOMEN IN BLACK -INSIDE ME

I thought of them as I drove in and saw the farmers over in the grinding hole area.I wished them inside me to calm my hurt,my frustration.

I packed my pipe and went over to the rock to sit and think of the women in black and how they stand quietly.silent yet in full protest..

So I crawled up on the rock and sat.I looked over at them and they saw me there and stopped to talk to each other.

I tried as Laurie said to feel compassion for them.The young mexican woman is lovely and I imagine there is some pain in what she is doing because she knows.She is native to Mexico.It is in her blood.

But the tractor drivers are hard to have compassion for.I told them about the site.I explained the sacredness of it.