“I’ve often described myself as a proud American (OK, I’ve screamed it off of rooftops) but I have a Latina soul.
So what does that mean?
I love food!”
~Supreme Court Justice, Sonia Sotomayor
Rather than stand behind the podium adorned with a flower bouquet to deliver her opening remarks for the student event, Justice Sotomayor paced the stage. She even descended to mingle with the audience once the question and answer session started. She has a personable manner–she was constantly calling her photographer to come take photos of her with the questioners and snuck in little jokes left and right. For example: “you see those men at either side of the room? They’re here, not to protect me from you, but to protect you from me.” It is not every day that a Supreme Court Justice visits your college–as the Justice herself stated, “it does take a village…to have me visit.”
The student event was held as part of the Katherine Hepburn Medal event. The Hepburn award is intended to honor trailblazing women who make a difference and has been awarded only 5 times, I believe.
Hearing her speak was both inspirational and thought-provoking. Inspirational in that her very manner confirms that influence and status need not corrupt and make one into a diva. She is someone that allows for discussion–she puts you at ease. Indeed, her audience-interaction and auditorium-roving led the moderator to say as we neared the close of the event, “if I could encourage you to return to the stage?” (Justice Sotomayor did not do so readily). She approaches things her own way with youthful vigor and verve. As a strong proponent of verve, I was most pleased to recognize that treasured trait in her. She was thought-provoking in that she stated “we can only aspire to things you’ve been exposed to.” I’m not certain I agree with that sentiment, but I shall consider more deeply why I disagree.
Friday was also Worship Night. It marked the first time that the various fellowships on campus have held a joint event. It was quite well attended and I felt at peace as I haven’t in a good while. I have so much time on my hands yet far too easily allow myself to get into the rat-race mentality. I took a breath. I danced quietly in my own space and I connected with my Christian community members.
As I wrote my goodbye message to our departing College Pastor, I couldn’t help but think how this semester is a turning point. I’m going away and when I return, the world will have shifted.
