I just watched a bird taking a bath in the hedgehogs drinking water. We have a whole family of hedgehogs here and my landlady puts out water for them and feeds them every evening. During the day though the drinking water is a free for all and with the first bit of sunshine in a week our regularly visiting lady blackbird was not going to miss out. She plunged in and splattered water all around her as she performed her daily ablutions with gusto. May she fly high and sing beautifully and bring some cheer to Winchester as it experiences a very patchy summer weatherwise. Life and beauty is all around us no matter what the weather is doing. A lesson in keeping my eyes open to the wonders of the universe.
Further reading: Conversation with a Hedgehog
I have just read this article in the Independent and feel inspired and saddened. While the British public is calling for an end to the war in Afghanistan and the US and the UK have the sudden ‘good idea’ of speaking with the Taliban, Malalai Joya speaks of the injustices to women under what she calls, “the regime of warlords”. This, she says, is what British and US soldiers are dying for. Self educated and working hard to educate other women, Malalai says, as quoted in the Independent article today, that, “Dust has been thrown into the eyes of the world by your governments. You have not been told the truth. The situation now is as catastrophic as it was under the Taliban for women. Your governments have replaced the fundamentalist rule of the Taliban with another fundamentalist regime of warlords. [That is] what your soldiers are dying for.” Malalai is willing to risk her life for the women of her country and she is in constant danger.
Go here to read the full article.
Malalai Joya has written a book of her memoirs
which can be ordered from here:
Ah, we are all drunk in this tavern
for the innkeeper keeps our cups full
with the elixir of love, Hu!
Friends from the Unseen dwell here too
and give us a nudge when our eyes
alight on the summit ahead
With the wine of love that we imbibe
we look toward the light of dawn
and mount our steeds with daring tread
On this journey of love’s desire
The Beloved burns our hearts with fire
As across ice peaks we are led
Dancing in the sky
she moves gracefully
with the excited flow
of an astonished crowd
Tumbling to the edge
of day touching night
arabesque and pirouette
take her on a daring flight
Her heart skips
in rhythm with the sphere,
as her lover whispers
you are now and here