When people make decisions that greatly improve the wellbeing of women and children who have experienced sexual or domestic violence, I feel we are getting somewhere as a community.
I find it almost inconceivable that, in Sydney today, I live amongst women and children who are denied their basic human rights on the basis of gender, and that this is largely ignored.
After fifteen years spent as a media witness to conflict-affected peoples, my peacebuilding work has allowed me, in a small way, to be more effective in supporting some sort of a journey towards breaking cycles of violence. And yet why do I continue to see exactly the same conflict issues, no matter which continent? The patterns are so predictable. What is unpredictable is the ability of the human spirit to choose dignity over humiliation; the victim to become a survivor; the powerless to acknowledge their strength. This is a rite of passage to cherish because one chain in the long cycle of violence dissolves forever. There can be no more ‘dark nights of the soul’ when Truth becomes Beauty. Amandla Awethu!