This is my first attempt at blogging – not sure about how to appraoch it but hope my ‘blogging voice’ will emerge as I do it more. It will be a bit sporadic I guess.
I started off thinking about a friend I haven’t seen for a long time and the qualities I particularly value in her …
Wise women friends are not always comfortable – I’m thinking of this particular friend of mine who specialises in dropping ice-cracking truths into the conversation at the most inconvenient moments. They used to come when I least expected it and when I was not being ’emotionally honest’. This friend wasn’t fussy herself about telling a few practical lies but she insisted on honesty in relationships. I cursed her more than once for the confrontations that resulted but over all I have blessed her. She changed my life in a number of ways.
You could say that my friend’s habit of stating unwelcome truths was her ‘medicine’. Wise women don’t need to be herbalists or hands-on healers to be medicine women, although many of them are. Medicine can come in many forms: sometimes it can be as simple as a hug, a touch on the arm, a smile.
What do you think your special medicine is?