SUFFRAGETTE and challenges and opportunites

I was So so SO deeply moved by seeing this film. How so very different than the impression we were given at school. ..... So much to think about in the responses I had. what a roll on effect has happened since those amazing woman took the stand they did....and what lengths they had to go to. 

This took place,1.5 miles from where I now live. When I first saw this photo, before seeing the film, I though it was a bit shocking; now I understand what they had to go to, and  the lengths they went to just to get their voice heard thru the layering's of inertia in society then.

http://www.bristolpost.co.uk/Bristol-Suffragettes-fought/story-19804806-detail/story.html 

How unjust society was to women then... What it took to start to change that societal discrimination, and extraordinary how that ripples through until today (at the end of the film, the list of countries and dates of when women got the vote was a moment of revelation....)

I am sitting now in understanding more, how so much that discrimination is still inbuilt and the injustice of that. And deeper gratitude and respect for the amazing men and women that are courageously speaking and doing so much.

I am inspired and grateful for the light of awareness that is increasing, and wondering where the institutional, societal and cultural discrimination's are so large that we, and I, have yet to wake up, or wake up more to take action that will be powerful and effective.

What, I wonder, are those actions that are in line with the next evolutionary step of this my life

Seeing this film has depend this ongoing question in me.

Someone killed my sister #RestorativeJustice #Suicide #EvolutionaryPotential

Someone killed my sister.  Grateful for #restorativejustice Ohhh.... could there be an equivalent? '#suicide

some notes from this mornings journal 10 years on.

Looking forward to meeting my sisters killer and to reconciliation......

so... that means... meeting her,

and

she is not here to email, txt or call... to meet and start that process...

10 years on - "Bex Took Her Life"

Bex would have appreciated that May 13th, the day she chose to take her life was in the midst of Mental Health Awareness week, (if it had been around in 2005) as well as Friday 13th, of which I am sure she was well aware.

This year, 10 years on, the grief I feel has a different flavour today. The tenderness and tears, is held in the field of and my awareness that it is MHA week, and also touched by reading this morning of someone who chose to take their life because (the trigger was) that they could not afford the Bedroom Tax ..... 

I do not know what the trigger was for Bex to decide to take her life (though the 1st two weeks of May 2005 gave me many many insights) Nothing in all the wonderful tools I have been blessed with over the years could hold the ripping thru and meeting the raw direct experience of that pain.

Today as I created this offering of my love for sister, and the tears streamed wet down my cheeks, I feel .... sad, and ... grateful. Sad that Bex felt that the only way out was to take her life, and grateful that I am still so touched by being able to feel how this was then, and how it touches me still and , possibly, that in all this a gift of her death, was to teach me to be just a bit more compassionate.