It takes a village

How does it really feel for a Western living in a community, surrounded by children who see me as part of the "village" who is raising them? 4 sweet stories from my everyday life among the Sandawe.

It takes a village to raise a child


How does it feel in everyday life?

💕 When a toddler who’s never seen me before, comes up to me while I’m eating- at a tribal wedding celebration- and gestures for me to feed her. And then she eats from my hand…

💕 When a child hands me his sandal so I would remove the thorn stuck in it.

💕 When another toddler calls me “Mama”.

💕 When, everywhere I go, little girls and boys cling to me with ease and comfort- just like these little ones in this picture.

It melts my heart and broadens it.

It tickles every fiber of the mother in me.

It happens just like that — in thousands of small, wonderful, everyday moments.

This is the simple, taken for granted reality of community. 

Can we be inspired to live closer to the original human life- community life?

 

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Sandawe land, Tanzania.

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Ella

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My life in a nutshell – B.A. in anthropology, a life changing one year journey in East Africa at 26, followed by Shamanic initiation, tribal wisdom & femininity studies, then, giving in-depth workshops for women and girls, tribal storytelling to children… And at 50, coming back to my Mama Africa to bring you more inspiration on our original way of life.

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