Love letter to Ellaroo – a baby sling.
29 Jul 2011 Leave a Comment
in Letters
For Alison Rose.
Dear Ellaroo,
Ellaroo baby sling, woven by women in Guatemala. When I think of you happy little tears form in my eyes and my throat feels tight.We have never met, but I love you for what you give to my dear friend. My friend is a mother now. Her life is smaller and richer and bigger and she has what she has always wanted and fought for with more grace and grit than any other I know. She’s one of the bravest people I know.
Her life is smaller now and each freedom more precious as she walks steady into the mouth of this consuming path. She is woven into community that loves her, but there is much of this adventure that is just her in the whole wide world. We are not always there for her. But you are. You let my dear friend climb mountains, her little one snuggled safe against her chest. You cradle her baby, a baby I have never held but you joyously keep safe through adventure after adventure.
I imagine you blue like the ocean, green as the forest, a rainbow of hugs as my dear one holds her baby tight.
Thank you for helping her have adventures. To walk boldly through, bush, brush and in to town. That these adventures increase the bond between mother and her small person. That to go out into the world will not create distance but connection, heart beat to heart beat. As she climbs that mountain her heart pounds with a rhythm that pulses through her child. You are there to hold, you show that nestling and walking boldly are not adversaries, they are companions on this adventure of passing life from one generation to the next.
Thank you Ellaroo, a traveling cradle of adventure, hugs and capability.
Love
Liz

