'O wind of Tizoula, O wind of Amsoud
Blow over the plains and over the sea
Carry, oh carry my thoughts
To him who is so far, so far,
And who has left me without a little child.
Oh wind! Remind him I have no child.
This plaintive and moving song of Berber women is a reminder of the pain and loss, caused through infertility. It is with great sadness that I learned that Sammy Lee, an embryologist and fertility counsellor has died very suddenly from a huge heart attack. Sammy was a remarkable person and straddled the divide between counselling and medicine with humanity and clarity. We worked together as part of a counselling and therapy team in the Rowan Clinic at the London Hospital Medical College. We were able to offer drama, dance and art therapies, for couple and for groups. This was when doctors paid attention to the arts therapies and counselling as part of an infertility treatment programme. Sammy and I pondered whether the sudden loss of funding was because we were indeed having more pregnancies through a non-medical approach, than the clinic, with state-of-the-art medical interventions!
I make a sudden jump to the roar of the crowds at the Olympic ceremonies with every possible artistic contribution. Could this mark a re-kindling not only of the importance of sports on the ever decreasing playing fields, but also a firing up of the energy for the arts for all ages, in rapidly disappearing studio spaces in school?
We shall miss you Sammy.
Hi Sue,
ReplyDeleteCan you tell me where I can find out more about this song and its relation to Berber tribes. I cant find any information about it online. I cant find an arabic version of it either?
Thanks,