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
I am home. Cockatoos hurtle like boomerangs across the morning sky. A cacophony of sounds. The beautiful trees. The awakening of the natural world –
The owners of my Piccadilly cottage, and the wider land on which it stands, are selling the property and so this is my last time here. My doctor has ordered complete rest so that my fractured ankle can heal and she’s told me to cancel all holiday plans. … 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
I’m back on Kaua’i, land of double rainbows, waterfalls, surfers, storytellers, music makers, iconic KKCR radio, seed-savers and wisdom traditions. At Hanalei Bay, I watched a woman paddling in her canoe and her white dog watching her from the shore, running up and down the beach, frantic. Suddenly the white dog starts splashing through the water and then the dog is paddling like crazy through deep water to reach her mistress. She follows that canoe until her mistress swerves into shallow waters and, after several attempts, the white dog finally hauls herself onto the canoe.… Continue Reading