Carol Gano - W.I.N.D.

W.I.N.D.

Women

In

Non-

Domesticated roles

She, climbed trees. She was not to be kept in captivity.

She, danced on rooftops. Her nimble steps as light as air itself.

She, ran with wolves. The pack embraced her untamed nature.

She struggled to comprehend how ANY woman could accept a home, a kitchen, cleaning, mending and raising a family in exchange for her own life. And then, claim to have a satisfied life.

She was the epitome of the WIND movement.

Her life was unencumbered by housework, family life and the routine.

What was it that had led her to create a woman’s group initially?

            -born generations after Bra- burnings,

            -eons after wage equalisation,

The pendulum had swung well past the initial reactionary response to women’s power base recalibration.

She had her freedoms:          

            No children, by choice;

            No partner, by luck;

No home for her to clean, repair, repress her.

All possible due only to the money that dropped from the sky and into her lap.

Money that allowed her her freedoms;

Money that hired others to make a path before and after her

            -ever day

            -all day

            -year after year

And so, she daubed in art.

She painted,

            She sang,

            She danced and ran.

Her life held the meanings she crafted daily and ritually over years. Years of new WIND members floating in and out of her group.

Women trying on a new way to live,

Women that stayed, only a day.

Women that couldn’t actually give-up their domestication.