For a closer look into the message we share in the prisons and to see some of the women we hope to reach, our friend, Patti Blevins, has put together this lovely and comprehensive video overview. With music provided by Marcus Hummon and Julie Roberts, we look forward to continuing walking the path, always remembering it's about learning to love the whole world, one person at a time.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Last week, the Find Your Way Home Prison Tour visited the Rose M. Singer Correctional Facility at Rikers Island. It was another emotional and powerful stop along the journey, where we were once again reminded that many of the women would benefit more from mercy than justice.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Our lovely volunteer coordinator, Stacye, told me a fantastic story recently.
She had just met the owners of the home across the street from hers,
which had formerly been owned by a Magdalene employee.
She then became friends with them on Facebook
(as only a friendly neighbor would do)
and while looking through their pics, saw this lovely photograph
of the hot air balloon that they were married in
casting a shadow on thistles.
"Did they know about the connection of thistles and you?" I asked?
No, just a complete coincidence.
Or perhaps, it was more than a coincidence....
Thursday, January 21, 2010
We have friends from all over drop by Thistle Farms. Last week, we were visited by country singer Wynonna. Here, Becca and Wy pose for a picture together in the middle of the Thistle Farms manufacturing area. Wonder what goodies she picked up!
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
This past weekend, members of the Magdalene/Thistle Farms community made our way to Memphis, TN to participate in another moving and hope-filled stop along the Find Your Way Home Prison Tour.
Our trip began with a home party hosted by the gracious Rev. Deacon Audrey Gonzalez of Calvary Episcopal Church.
On Sunday morning, Magdalene's founder, Rev. Becca Stevens, presided over two services at St. Mary's Episcopal Church. Along with Magdalene graduates, Katrina and Shelia, Becca shared information on the program, as well as personal stories of their journeys towards healing, during the adult Sunday school.
Monday, we listened to stories of women in the Mark Luttrell Correctional Center, stories that echo the pain of women we have heard in Tallahassee and Nashville, universal stories revealing the pain and despair of incarceration.
Once again, Becca shares her thoughts on the day:
When you stand in front of a sea of blue created by uniforms of incarcerated women sitting on risers, you can't help but become undone. The undoing is the split-second process in which all that you have taken for granted vanishes so that you stand there, feeling naked and vulnerable. When you are undone, you can feel your heart beating and the scope of the world narrow in the view before you.
I think that happened to all of us this past week as we stood before the women in the old gym at the Mark Luttrell Correctional Center in Memphis, Tennessee. The speech I had planned before I came in rang hollow in my head, and the comforting words of hope that were to be our gift felt as though they would be embarassingly meager. So after everyone got quiet, I just stood there for a second. There were a hundred, competing feelings that were trying to take root, and it left me wanting to hold that silence.To say nothing would have seemed weak instead of respectful, and to stand and just cry at all the brokeness coming out of this sea of searching eyes would have seemed pathetic. Those eyes, including the ones painted with gel pens because the women aren't allowed to possess make up, look so beautiful. When you look back into those eyes, you can honestly see guilt and innocence in their distilled state where they live side by side in the shared experience of pain.
Then the moment passed; breathing in and breathing out, we began. We began by thanking the women for letting us come and for even being open to listen to anything we had to say at all. Then we proclaimed our mantra that love is the most powerful force for social change, and I could feel just how powerful that message is in a place where fear is thick. We explained that we really wanted to connect with the women through letters after we had gone and that our message was just a reminder that all of us need to keep offering hope to one another. Katrina and Shelia, both graduates of the program, spoke about mercy, grace, and time as healing balms that love uses to take hold of a life and fill it with gratitude.
Marcus and Julie sang their hearts out about broken roads and breaking the chains of oppression as women sang along and clapped. I told them about Magdalene, about our book, "Find Your Way Home". I told them about our prison tour, meeting women in Kentucky and Florida, and that we would tell the women in New York how kind they had been to us in Memphis.
When we closed, people hugged and exchanged addresses, and it seemed like it was the right thing to do---to come with our book of hope and not let fear about our own inadequacies keep us apart.
Now we will try to find pen pals for all the women and hopefully make some friends for life. There were several ministers from Memphis present who seemed encouraged to build some homes. Also Patti Blevins, Marlei Olson, Mary Murphy, Carolyn Snell and John Kutsko, all who had helped to organize the journey, made the spirit of love and joy come alive and kept us all on the path to making connections between women in prison and the outside world. Thank you all for letting us keep on this road.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
from our founding director, Becca Stevens:
"I live on a steep hill in Nashville. Just as the sun was setting on one of the coldest weeks we have seen, another half inch of snow coated the layer already on the ground and created a thin sheet of ice. Two Comcast trucks were coming up the hill just as this occured and got stuck right in front of my house. They couldn't move and after about 15 minutes the fear was that as soon as the ground under the tire on the light vehicle refroze the truck was going to sail down the hill. I tried to think of what I could do and while I had no salt, I rememered I had Rose Grapefruit Bath Salts. I boiled water and mixed in the entire jar. We poured the mixture around each tire and the ice melted enough so that they were able to put the truck in my driveway. They offered me free cable for the month and asked me why I was so kind. They didn't know that I was learning a whole new use for our healing products. What a great night."
Monday, January 4, 2010
We are grateful when we meet each other;
and we want to be just as grateful when it is time to part ways,
to move on,
or to make a change.
We walk away from each other when we need to,
not bitterness or resentment.
When we need to part ways,
there can be well wishes and prayers for God’s blessing
on the next part of the journey.
from Find Your Way Home