“Caring for myself is not self indulgence, it is self preservation, and that is an act of political warfare.”
A Burst of Light: Essays
This is a long-time-coming letter, erupting like a dormant volcano, stirred and spurred by a convening of women’s human rights activists in Eastern Europe and Central Asia and held in Batumi on the edge of the Black Sea.
It’s a surreal series of flights on smallish planes hopping from London to Riga to Minsk to Batumi that brings me to the convening.… Continue Reading
I left the joyful energy of my houseboat in Sausalito to catch a flight to Mexico City.
This was around the time President Obama was preparing to head to Alaska and to hike the peaks to provide a dramatic visual backdrop to his message about the need for urgent international action on climate change.
I was headed to the International Meeting on Campesinos Economy and Agroecology in America as a gathering designed to strengthen the movement of campesinos (peasants) fighting for food, water and land sovereignty through agro-ecology, the science behind sustainable agriculture.… Continue Reading
I woke up on Saturday morning to news of the devastating earthquake in Nepal and in Northern India, which has already resulted in almost 2,000 over 4000 deaths, with the final death toll predicted to be much higher once the recovery effort gains momentum.
I’ve been watching the media commentary and have been thinking about how we need to do more to lift up the voices and images of women to ensure that aid is being directed in ways that benefit women and girls, as well as men and boys.… Continue Reading
Living on a small wooden boat feels like a metaphor for life writ large.
I go from bunkering down during a storm, feeling like I’m in a dodgem car bumping up on all sides, to the dreamy calm and eggshell blue of a new day.
During a recent night’s storm I listened to an interview with poet Mary Oliver who was talking to Krista Tippett (On Being) about her ‘insufficient childhood’ and that walking the woods had saved her life, as had poetry.… Continue Reading
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‘Put down your bucket where you are’ was Howard Zinn’s prescription for social change.
My small red bucket is here on my boat. And my boat life fulfils the distilled advice given by a friend, “choose happiness.” Sausalito must be one of the most joyful places I’ve ever lived.
Floaty boat living is also a great place for contemplation. Especially when working for an organization like Global Fund for Women, with its commitment to women’s human rights globally.… Continue Reading