Tuesday, September 28, 2010

The Search for art




This past Sunday after a long morning indoors and the antsy feeling that Isa and I needed to get out I decided to walk to the water. I have been doing a lot of pro-active searching for balance in my life. Many of the books suggest grounding through walking and connecting to earth. I thought it would be best for both of us to walk to the river and feel like we were away from the stiffness of the city. As soon as we were outside I decided that maybe we should just head to Brooklyn instead. The day before I wanted to go to the Dumbo art Festival, but at the end of the day I was exhausted and Isa was asleep so it was more trouble than it was worth. I decided why not go this morning. It gave us a goal at least. With Isa on my back (that's right still using that lovely Ergo) we headed off on our adventure...to search for art. The walk was much quicker than I thought, and many more people were up walking the bridge early Sunday morning. Dumbo is directly under the Brooklyn Bridge and I must say much nicer than the last time I was there. They have amazing playgrounds and walking paths for Isa. 

We did not see much art but enjoyed it anyway. 


Thursday, September 16, 2010

Afghan Hands


On September 30, 2010 my dear friend Matin will once again have a benefit for his organization Afghan Hands. I
f you cannot attend and would still like to help you can make donations or purchase shawls through his website.  

Afghan Hands
The vast majority of Afghans have suffered due to constant conflict in Afghanistan over the past thirty years, but the most victimized and brutalized by far are the women who have lost their husbands to war. Whether because of common misconceptions about the status of women under Islamic law or because of fear of retribution based on past experiences, these women have no other choice but to live with their in-laws, foregoing any chance of independence and essentially acting as servants.

After witnessing the plight of these Afghan women firsthand, celebrity makeup artist Matin Maulawizada founded Afghan Hands to allow the widows to get an education and earn a decent wage, enabling them to support their families and gain independence. The program, started in 2005 with five women, has grown to include over 200 widows today.

The Afghan Hands approach is two-pronged, involving both education and occupational training. The women receive a stipend to attend school in the mornings to learn literacy, numeracy, and basic human rights within the context of Afghan and Islamic law. This schooling provides them with at least a sixth-grade level education and gives the widows the intellectual tools to protect themselves from injustice within Afghan society. To ensure that they are truly dedicated to learning, they are tested every month, and if the women do not pass, they receive no stipend. In the afternoons, the women learn embroidery and make shawls. After ensuring strict quality control, Afghan Hands sells the best of these one-of-a-kind shawls to help with the organization's operational costs and provide the stipends for the widows.

Celebrity fans of Afghan Hands shawls include Claire Danes, Angelina Jolie, Mena Suvari, Rachel Bilson, and Mandy Moore.

What is perhaps most striking about these women is not their ability to obtain an education or support their families, but the confidence and sense of self that stem from these accomplishments. When they first join the program, these women are afraid to leave the four walls of their compounds or even make eye contact. It is heartbreaking to see their faces, scarred by years of physical, psychological and sexual abuse. But as they see that they can actually learn, that they have a chance for a better life and that they can create objects of great beauty, they begin to smile and laugh. It is then that they are truly empowered. 

Monday, September 13, 2010

Inspiration

It has been a while, and to be honest I am wondering how to continue with this blog. It has taken so many different directions and really I feel I need to focus it somehow. I am still thinking of the layout etc as well as the content. I guess my problem is that I have a lot of information stuck in my brain and like to share it all. Unfortunately, said information is a jumbled mess similar to my thoughts so it seems very difficult to find a workable cohesion. So until then you are stuck with my jumbled mess. This blog has also become a vehicle through which I can communicate with my friend in London so sometimes you may not understand or care about its content but she does....and hopefully you can still be entertained.

Beyond fitness, health and helping others I love that I can use this blog to highlight amazing people. Especially amazing women, and beyond that strong single mothers. That being said, my friend recently interviewed Betsey Johnson and I was reminded that beyond being cool she is a Grandma (yeah we are that old) and a single mom. Go Betsey!!
  

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Thursday, September 2, 2010

It Didn't Always Use to Be Like This





These days in NYC it is impossible not to notice the obscene amount of youth walking the streets. Squaters are quickly being replaced by NYU students and fresh faced models. A new school year is upon us, as is NYC Fashion Week. While there are many that complain about both of these yearly welcomings of Fall I like the energy it brings to the city. The long hot summer days are quickly being replaced by packed schedules and places to be. I think I am looking at it from new eyes this Fall. I feel very separate from it, and yet can still appreciate the fresh start of a new year. 

Of course it also fills me with nostalgia and I do hear my judgemental self....well judging. I've moved lanes into the "non-person lane." I use to be the smiling young thing amongst the excited crowd of young faces. Now I think the stroller is noticed first and the person behind it second (if at all). I am that person who takes up too much space on the sidewalk and walks a bit slower than a person should walk in this city. 

Last night as I walked home from work there were several crowds of students walking around welcoming each other back. I was surprised that I did not feel a jealous pain. Instead I felt comfortable where I am...here in my slower lane. 

So welcome back students and fresh faced models. I hope the city treats you as well as it has treated me over the years.