I’m putting this here.

I’ve booked a ticket and maybe you will too.

Hosted by my friend Rosalind Watts along with a mighty crew of speakers, with spaces to speak to the overwhelm of these times while raising some funds for Doctors Without Borders.

I’m struggling to know where to point my grief, sadness, privilege, hypocrisy, stuckness and overwhelm that I feel most days about what is happening to people in Gaza, the Middle East and other parts of our planet where war is raging.

I struggle to ‘get on’ with my life, while others no different to me, have no protection, no rights, no nothing.

I can’t keep watching posts on instagram but I can’t not.

I can’t keep thinking about it but I can’t not.

I can’t unsee what I’ve seen.

I can’t pretend it’s not happening.

Because it is.

And like it or not we’re entangled with it all through oppressive systems, dominator culture, extractive capitalism and a military industrial complex.

How can I ‘get on' while innocent people no different to me continue to be blown apart everyday,

Where one group of people want safety and security and are being indoctrinated through powerful propaganda to dehumanise another group of people and believe that military violence will somehow lead to their safety and a peaceful life.

It’s insane.

And we’re witnessing it live.

I listened to one of my go to podcasts this week, Green Dreamer with Kamea Chayne who has been putting out incredible and vital conversations for years - her guest was Vivian Sansour.

It was a powerful, insightful, tragic, beautiful and uncomfortable listen.

She said so many things that stopped me in my tracks. Like this…

“ I think what Palestine is doing is putting in a big way in everybody’s faces the hypocrisy of this society, the decay of this society, the decay of this numbed human existence, where everything is just performative and there is no substance. It’s pushing more refined truth and people don’t want to talk about the truth, and so they buy into CNN stories.”

Pretty much nails western modernity right now for me.

Maybe see you on Valentine’s Day 💔