I‘m crying for Gaza (again),
I’m crying because 1000 children die each day without access to safe water,
I’m crying because the Earth’s living systems are collapsing and nature on our amazing planet is dying,
I’m crying because people stopped striking on Fridays.
In 2010 I enjoyed healthy debates about climate change on the Guardian comment section. The world used to make sense.
I’m crying because some people want to have more than 999 million.
I’m crying because I don’t know what more I can do.
I’m crying because someone in my circle of friends dedicates her life to encouraging unsustainable travel. She wears smart clothes. I look scruffy, and I never tell her what I think. I worry I might break her, but the truth is the things she does break me a little bit.
I’m crying because I’ve been awake since 5:45 this morning with both my children. My worried 10 year old set an alarm to study long division for an exam today. (We decided to really try and do school after the trip last year).
How do I stop crying?
I find joy in the joyful things we still have left, (and people’s faces)
I work in service to life on our planet,
I ground myself connecting to nature and the beautiful permaculture community around me,
I pay attention to wilding projects,
I think about the Idles album “Joy as an act of resistance”
I don’t feel like crying any more.
Now I go to work.
– connecting with syntropic agriculture networks and a meeting with the head of the organisation about funding in November.
– Confirming some awesome experts for a design session in November
– Connecting with Regen Hub and opportunities for more networking around funded living labs and pilot projects.
– Going back through the resources we created 2019 – 2024
Inspiring conversations with Maia – one of my first permaculture teachers in 2014. I visited projects in her region in Italy on the trip and hope to visit again – before and during the planned 2026 International Permaculture event for women. We also talked about the ideas for sharing my design of the big Europe trip – I’m still hoping Looby will publish the story about that!
I took the children up to WildLab Permaculture farm on Saturday to get them out of the city and spend more time with JB and Ali
Well accounting and the mega-spreadsheet is still where I’m investing lots of time. But maybe when I get to the end I’ll find we have enought to buy a strimmer! Or at least a visor so I don’t have to wear those stupid goggles any more.
The website seems to have stabled at “a few glitches every week” so I’ll come back to that later.
I haven’t published anything AT ALL on Instagram for at least a week.