The Corn Lily Woman
Story and illustrations
by Elizabeth Heyns
Once
upon a time there was a beautiful girl who lived in a small
village in the high mountains, near a big meadow beside
a river. Men were used to hard work in the fields: they
worked all day long to get the food for their families.
She was restless and young and liked to feel the warm sun
on her body, which was young and beautiful.
She was happy with the way she looked
and with the life she led, but she was getting close to
the age of marriage, and she would soon be given to a young
man in marriage. She was not very happy about that, because
she saw how ugly the bodies of the women in the community
became: thick, big, heavy, old, and worked out. But her
family married her to a good man who worked hard and lived
nearby under the big shade of a beautiful pine. He was
very much in love and gave her many children.
Because
of all her childbirths, she lost her nice figure, and because
of all the work she had to do to take care of her children,
she got very strong and heavy. Her early doubts showed
up, and she was afraid that she had lost everything that
was worthwhile in life: her gracious figure and her youth.
But she realized that she was the happiest woman on earth
because of her love for her husband and children. They
lived in an open area, surrounded by tall grass and other
neighbors like Indian Paintbrush and, further away, Lupines.
Many ants, spiders, bees, and grasshoppers liked to play
and tease them, leaving them sores and hurts. So she protected
her children from evil under her wide skirt, and tried
her best to make the lives of her children beautiful. She
had good times with them, and felt beloved by her family,
so she danced and danced, moving her skirt in circles and
spirals.
She
taught them who they were, and about the earth from which
they came, and she showed them where they were going, to
the sky above them. They grew with a very strong and healthy
self-perception, and with a strong esteem. So her children
grew big, strong, and healthy, and as they were growing,
they began to leave her and to have a separate life from
her. For every child she had given birth to and who had
gone away, a beautiful little flower grew on her head,
and it looked as if she had lit a light in a crown on her
head. This way she would remember her children all her
life. So before she knew it, she found herself alone, with
a crown of lights that were lighting the sky, like little
white flowers with a greenish heart. There were hundreds.
Finally she saw herself like she had seen
the older women in her village when she was a child, but
she realized that she was satisfied and happy, and that
she had done what women had done for centuries: perpetuate
their strength, their beauty, and their wisdom to the new
generations, and that this would finally give significance
to her life, as well as happiness and peace.
Then
she knew that it was time to get back to herself, to find
her soul, which grew from the earth and was so bright in
the sky. Finally, she felt complete with her earthly body
and her shiny head and lived in love and peace.
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