Friday, May 4, 2007
Emails rush in, notes full of sentiments, friends trying to keep in touch, from lands faraway and near. Words reveal their writers’ enthusiasm to keep the bikes riding and riding, to keep the journey going and going, to keep as alive as it gets the memory of those shared days and nights, joys and hardships, laughters and tears. Emails with ideas and suggestion particularly remind us of the responsibility we now have no escape from, even if we try to, even if the daily life asks of us, the responsibility we will continue to feel as long as the hope and faith lives in us. But how long would that be? How long? The question comes to mind when I read of Farres’ email asking to share the reflections of our cause in each of our nations’ media and papers. How can I overcome the sadness of not having one clip to send to the group? How can I make them understand the restrictions our team has to put on its feelings, of limiting it all to that couple of days on the trip? Of not having the proper means inside the country that would be a window of the experience for the other women who were not there with us? There is sadness, of not being able to write of it, to let others know of it, to let them envy us, to let them want to join, to try, to become part of it all, of not being able to feel proud of being the source of it, of turning that energy we are keeping inside into some feasible plan? This is a cause somehow shared by the power, by the authority, and still we have not had any media coverage, and the strange thing is that we somehow prefer it this way than the other, that we feel safer not having it. That’s just our wall, a wall they build for us and we build for ourselves, another wall we wish to topple over like so many others. The sadness is there, inside, making us question from time to time how long can we keep the faith and the power, but then again we remind ourselves of the faith in ourselves, in our power, in our love of life, and we know that the human flesh and soul is stronger than all walls around. During the trip we all shared the same paths; today, each of us rides along different ones, but all of us focus on one destination, that of keeping alive the love and energy that will make peace and freedom a reality and not just a dream.