Advice on action.

I’ve done a bit of a food gloat over at for those of you interested in our harvests and dinners as of late. Despite the frowny weather, we really have been eating out of our garden a lot lately and I’m really quite happy about the state of our yard even as the world outside of it falls to pieces.

I’m not sure I can express any more outrage than has been so eloquently expressed elsewhere regarding the G-20 policing debacle in Toronto over the weekend. In fact, I’m afraid if I try to dredge some up for these pages, I might find an anger left best buried as I prepare myself to go off for a couple of weeks of family vacation. I’m just feeling a little too worn down at the moment to bolster the energy needed to manage such deep-down-in-the-pit-of-my-being-feelings…..

On the other hand, I look at the retrospective piece I just handed in for the Under the Volcano guide and I feel so proud at the movement of people I come from and continue to know. Instead of just writing a “blah, blah, blah this is what I did and think” piece, I used Facebook to canvas activists on what advice they would give other activists, and what actions have inspired them over the past twenty years. Fortunately, lots of people responded, giving me enough fodder for a found poem based on the words of my activist peers which I’m pretty happy with. It’s not high art, nor is it supposed to be – it is a reflection of what lots of us think about when we’re torn on our own ability to stay in the struggle.

Now I have to figure out what to do with the workshop piece, but I think I’m going to stay with the theme of inspired lessons somehow and work from there. It’s things like this which keep me from walking away from movement organizing altogether- really – the ability to reflect on the amazing, strong and wise people I have had the opportunity to meet along the way, and realize how much better my life has been for all these influences. It’s not as if there aren’t frustrations and arguments, but I’ve seen more awesomeness than not in people generally, and I know if I walked away forever I’d be giving up on a whole lot of good.

So I’ll say that I’m sorry for the trauma friends in Toronto experienced over the weekend, and I can empathize having been in scary demo situations myself, but it’s important to remember that you’ve got comrades at your back to support you through this – here, there and everywhere.

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