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These red images are daruma dolls, it’s a creative series (or groove) I’m in right now. But the imagery also calls to my mind the Zapatistas. Yesterday, I started in an organised way working on my book about the Zapatistas. Phew. I’ve been doing bits and pieces of ‘research’ over the past two months to nudge on that project. But yesterday it was time to ‘get serious’, meaning make a project calendar  and plan, and it left me (honestly) feeling bowled over by that I’m asking myself to do. Fortunately, I’ve been here before, and I believe I can do it. I simply need a plan, and then DO IT.

 

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spot which one

Also my ‘make lists in moderation plan‘ comes to mind today as I sit down this afternoon to carry on (desk) work I begun this morning, then interrupted to do (social) work late morning to this afternoon. I visited an artist in her studio, saw her show in a nearby gallery and had coffee and chat to learn more about the ‘art scene’ here. This is all by way of holding myself to account for what I blogged about four days ago, ‘ki‘.

 

 

change the plan

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is the Zapatista?

According to my weekly plan I am to work on a Galeano translation Thursday for publication on Friday (29 April:  she who doesn’t forget), and then a second post over the weekend. This afternoon I’m suppose to be working on the Ecodharma course, but I just don’t have the focus for that now. So I picked up the Galeano book ‘Children of the days‘ and noticed today’s essay poked my heart and said – translate me.  So here I am. Is that me driving the ‘ki’, or the ‘ki ‘driving me or somewhere in between? I don’t know, but it’s better than my usual (simply) sit and read slump that has hit me most afternoons the past three months. So here it is.

 

26 april:  nothing has happened here

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none of the above, it’s this one!

It happened in Chernobyl, Ukraine in 1986.

It was the worst nuclear accident of its kind up until that moment, but the only ones who learned about the catastrophe from the first instance were the birds who fled and the worms who dug themselves into the earth.

The Soviet Government ordered silence.

Radioactive rain fell on Europe and the government continued denying it or to speak about it.

A quarter of a century later several nuclear reactors exploded in Japan and the government also kept quiet or denied the alarmist versions of the news.

The veteran English journalist Claude Cockburn was right when he advised:

– Don’t believe anything until it has officially be denied.

[original Spanish version at the end of the post]

30 years ago …

I remember when the Chernobyl accident happened. It was horrific, and remains so, and more has come and may come. In Britain I was part of a movement to stop the building of the Hinkley Point C reactor in Somerset, which is  (happily) in a bit of limbo, although ‘limbo’ is also nowhere. I know.

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writing a book, taking a walk … one step at a time

More than that though, this essay spoke to me because it took me back to 30 years ago. Me, 17 years old. And all the things I didn’t have a clue I would be challenged with, or would challenge myself with over the next 30 years. And how I would rise to meet those challenges. Flourish. Grow. Become more me.

Now the thought of the Zapatista book project unsettles me. But really, I just need to breath deep, make a plan (tick!) and then follow through, revising the plan as needed, and it will be done. In two (gulp!) years. Without a doubt there will be other things that rise to the surface, take me by surprise and challenge me. By comparison writing this (little, and literally, as that’s the idea) book will be like a walk in a rose garden under a sunny and warm sky … which is the last thing on my to do list for today!

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26 abril: no ha pasado nada

Ocurrió en Chernobyl, Ucrania, en 1986.

Fue la más grave catástrofe nuclear hasta entonces padecida en el mundo entero, pero los pájaros que huyeron y los gusanos que hundieron bajo la tierra fueron los únicos que informaron de la tragedia desde la primer instante.

El gobierno soviético dictó orden en silencio.

La lluvia radiactiva invadió buena parte de Europa y el gobierno seguía negando o callando.

Un cuarto siglo después, en Fukushima, estallaron varios reactores nucleares y el gobierno japonés también calló o negó las versiones alarmistas.

Razón tenía el veterano periodista inglés Claude Cockburn cuando aconsejaba:  

– No creas nada hasta que sea oficialmente dementido.  

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