When I was little, I never did as I was told without first questioning the order and deciding if it made good sense. This (understandably) infuriated my dear mother beyond belief, to the extent the cry most often heard in my direction was “Why do you always have to argue? Why can’t you just do as you’re told?”, and I was labelled a stubborn and disobedient child. I was never horrible, you understand, just, um, independent spirited. It’s stayed with me, and I still refuse to do or think what others say I should, just because they have more ‘authority’ than me. I am a good person, and wish nobody harm. But if those in ‘authority’ insist upon unjust, harmful, or just downright dumb, rules, then I will not play by them. Because that’s what gets me most: Injustice. Nasty, guilty people getting away scot free, whilst good, honest folk have to live with whatever rubbish gets doled out to them. The powerful over the powerless. It stinks. But they only get away with it because we let them, so instead of waiting for someone else to sort out the mess, I try my best to follow Ghandi’s tenet: Be the change you want to see in the world.
I am an artist, a craftivist, a cook, a parent, a lover, a dreamer, an inspiration, and a pain in the arse. I am also incredibly funny, and full of the best ideas. I believe we all have a light to shine, and work to encourage and empower those who think they can’t, to believe that they can.
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