Today I have been thinking about … fear.
These are not tinylife fears, they are fears of the bigger picture. Our whole world.
Fears of biglife.
When people who divide, rather than unite, are given power, I fear. When men are accused of violence against women, and appear to get away with it, I fear. (What are we saying to those considering similar violences?)
When I hear about stickers promoting a Far Right group on the railings my children pass on their way to school, in this tiny village –
I fear.
When it looks like we have forgotten, or don’t seem to care,
about how far we’ve come, about where we’ve been,
I fear.
Today I hold my children,
and I try to be brave.
Because this fear is likely to deepen, to harden
and may split right open and apart.
