YOUR SILENCE WILL NOT PROTECT YOU – AUDRE LORDE

Hello,

Hope everyone’s been well. I took a break from this blog and feel better for it. I was really frustrated after hearing about the racism aimed at England footballers.

It’s easy to feel powerless. I’m still trying to work out how I can combat racism effectively. I have signed the petition on change.org. I have signed up to charity newsletters. I plan to write about my own experiences of racism. I will be reading and watching more books and documentaries about racism over the next few months.

Nothing feels like it’s enough. However I feel like progress will be achieved with small steps.

DEEDS, NOT WORDS

After hearing about the racist abuse England football players are receiving I am going to take a break from this blog.

There are no words that I can use to describe how disgraceful their behaviour is.

I will be taking a break so that I can look into actions I can take to combat this hatred. I’ll share with you all what I’ve done when I get back.

Take care everyone

ALWAYS TRUE

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”

Theodore Roosevelt

SELF ISOLATION IN THE UK

I’m currently in self isolation for 10 days. So how did this happen? Long story short I started a new job and one of my colleagues tested positive for Covid 19. I tested negative. However I still have to self isolate along with the rest of my colleagues.

How do I feel about this? I’m getting restless to be honest. I really want to see my friend. I’m desperate to go on a walk somewhere. I wish I had a garden. I want to go to Nottingham city centre and soak in the atmosphere (especially now we’ve made the finals of the euros!). On the other hand I’m grateful. I have food, clean drinking water, a roof over my head and good health.

I’m going to spend this period productively. I’ll write this blog, declutter and read. I’ll try not to think about what I’m missing out on and instead focus on everything I can still do. I hope whoever’s reading this is ok 🙂

THOUGHTS

We are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention from the sheer idiocy of the charade. The years thunder by. The dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed. -Sterling Hayden, actor, author, and WWII veteran (26 Mar 1916-1986)

A POEM I ALWAYS GO BACK TO

The time will come 
when, with elation 
you will greet yourself arriving 
at your own door, in your own mirror 
and each will smile at the other’s welcome, 

and say, sit here. Eat. 
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart 
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you 

all your life, whom you ignored 
for another, who knows you by heart. 
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, 

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

Derek Walcott