Pat McCabe- The feminine and the seeds of the Future

She entered with the drum in her bag, her friendly face showing signs of apprehension in the big Dutch Church in the middle of the City in London.

She played her drum, singing and inviting the grandmothers to stand beside her on this evening and their presence filled the room.

Her voice like that of mother earth, her vulnerability and authority in what she (they) was addressing poignant and full of wisdom.

Her tears the waters, her smile the sunshine, her voice a million voices speaking through her.