I’ve always been moved by the word activism, each time I read it; alongside names of those I admire like the peace singer Pete Seeger, poet Maya Angelou, Quaker Elizabeth Fry, Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh, environmentalist Joanna Macy, Civil rights pastor Martin Luther King and so on, I’m sure everyone reading has their own list of inspirations.
People from all walks of life who in different ways had been described as activist for wanting to make positive in our society, our world, in the words of Joanna Macy, a world, ‘so worthy of saving’.
To be active, what does it mean?
I’ve come to feel it’s about being involved in a way that feels right to each of us; inside and outside…
What is within? what moves me? these are contemplations I wish to always have and feel I can answer them best when I give myself the space to listen, silence is where I do that, giving myself time to turn in.
whether that’s planting a tree, wearing a T-shirt or pin, going on a march, to checking in on your elderly neighbour -what kind of world do you want to live in and how with our lives can we keep asking that question, understanding and contributing to that.
Talking with friends who inspired all of these examples and other friends who have done more ‘direct action’ and on some occasions been arrested for what they believed was right; protesting arms fairs and fracking sites; they all say pretty much the same; I couldn’t have not done it – life just put me there.
I feel that one thing leads to another and feel sure that when we allow it, life will go ahead and do the rest!
I’ve been journaling here about my interest in the meeting of activism and song; visiting different projects and holding interviews with old and new friends around these ideas.