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Today is not tomorrow.

January 20, 2017 Leave a comment

Because tomorrow can be better.

Today is a big day in the small world that we live on. I worry about its future every day.

Today, President Trump became a reality. We all laughed when it was a mere suggestion, a joke. Maybe there’s a lesson in complacency here. Let’s speak up because there are so many groups of people fearful for what Trump will mean to them. Let’s welcome everyone and let’s fight for a more inclusive world where hate like this doesn’t have a place, where it doesn’t triumph over our jokes, where we stand strong in the face of it.

For now, I’ll be praying for everyone who is in fear and I’ll be praying that we can all take on this new world and create some love and space for all.

The great thing about this blog lacking in consistency but making up for that in age is that I wrote about Obama in 2008 and the hope that was coming. I’m going to go back and read that and try and work out what hope the world needs now.

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what do you do when democracy fails you?

June 11, 2009 1 comment

I’ve been thinking a lot about the recent political news, which has mostly caused anger and upset. This doesn’t make for a good blogging mood; a rant may appear before your very eyes and I am not a fan of it so much.

It’s hard to read about such news without feeling a huge sense of injustice about the whole thing and we’re left feeling helpless to the situation. It makes me think of that Proclaimers song, “What do you do”. What do you do when democracy fails you? But has democracy failed us? I am inclined to say no. We have failed democracy. We didn’t vote; that’s what got the seats for the BNP, a low turnout. Had there been as “large” a turnout as in previous years they would not have gained the seats they did most likely. We’ve all heard the “if you don’t vote, don’t complain about it”…but there has to be something that makes you want to take part in the process, there has to be something to sustain our interest. I was speaking to some people I work with and some of them did not even know there was an election. Now, that could be a lack of desire to find out about it, but gosh, this is our country which is part of something much, much bigger- the European Union- which COULD be a very effective institution if it is given support; support of the people. The EU has evolved so much since when it first started out; the Parliament has been given more powers gradually- our elected officials are given more power to act for US- rather than a small room of rich, powerful people who we have no contact with doing it instead. No, it’s not perfect but it’s still evolving! But what’s the point if we don’t take the opportunity to take part in the process?

Whilst the lack of voting makes me sad, the approach taken to attract more interest in politics also makes me sad. There seems to be a growing trend for politicians to flash their face on youtube which is ok I guess, but it’s not really going to make someone go out and vote at a guess. I would imagine the people watching them on youtube are people who are already voting and getting involved to a certain level. It all just seems to be window dressing! (I do admit, however, to be being quite a fan of Nick Clegg’s facebook and youtube action; he answers questions which is cool in a big way). Also, shockingly, not everyone uses youtube.

Politics needs a big shake up. Watching politicians fall out with each other and pass blame around is just aggravating and I see no helpful aspect in this. People want to see politicians that care, they want to see politicians do their job, and doing it with passion. People want to see politicians that are in the job for the people, for the country, not for self gain. I’m not saying they should all be like Barack Obama, but hey that might be pretty cool. Ahem. We just need some passion back! It all just seems a bit tired. We all need to wake up…pro-plus?

That was a rant. A bad one. Goodbye world.

i’m so excited, and i just can’t hide it…

January 19, 2009 Leave a comment

Definitely a cheesy blog title, but I feel this week may justify it…

Going back to school time!

Going back to school time!

Obama time!

Obama time!

robert burns night!

robert burns night!

a new minister...

a new minister...

Lots of good things happening. And on a slightly more ridiculous note, I had a small American Tail/Feival Goes West moment today and it was happy. I should have been more productive but it was the first day back.

please don’t go rushing by, stay and make my heart fly…

January 3, 2009 1 comment

Wow, blogging again. I always think when new year comes around that I am not a Hogmanay fan, and I’m still not certain I am but this year it turned out to be really lovely and definitely did not give me cause to be grumpy. I guess sometimes I think that New Year can be over rated and actually it is just another day but after much thought, I think maybe that it is good to look back upon the year that has passed and look forward to the new one and it gives a chance for a fresh start although I guess this can happen at anytime in the year, not just New Year.

2008 has been a funny little year. It’s been full of little events that maybe didn’t seem much at the time but when you look back on them as part of “your year” then they all seem to add up and you are able to see what has changed since 2007, ways you have changed, ways people have changed and ways the world has changed.

2008 had loads of exciting little moments and I think quite a lot of these were down to people. I met so many new people, strengthened friendships, lost people, loved people. I laughed so much with people: face jokes, meatloaf singstar, eating pie on pi day, excessive hand washing, getting ripped because of my accent in tutorial, ear chat, nominating committee banter and sex bombing.(that sounds wrong. that’s probably because it is.) The list is endless. Laughter is good. I also realised how much I loved people and I also experienced being loved even if I couldn’t and still cannot understand why. My heart was, and still is, broken from missing someone; someone that had such a profound impact on my life that things just don’t seem right without them near. There are so many people who have been part of, have made, my year. I let people in more they have changed who I am.

“So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You’ll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend.”
(“For Good” from Wicked the musical)

I didn’t think I would write about what I am next going to mention but it seems to be important for some reason. I have been really fortunate this year with being able to be at university and have time to study whilst having a job(or two) that I really, really love. One has given me amazing friends, laughter and space to study and the other has given me the opportunity to be involved in something I really care about even if it means researching Broughty Ferry’s non existent train service. It also allows me to sit and listen to FMQ’s with a cup of tea and a lot of non selling your soul banter. It’s very sad that I will probably have to leave them both at some point this year. It will definitely leave a massive hole when the time comes and I’m not totally sure what will fill it…

A small breakthrough this year has been with university. It has never been a horrific experience but the whole of first year was full of panic that I was studying the wrong subject and that I was in the wrong city. Second year has so far made it clear that I love the subject I am studying. I have no idea what will happen after university and although that may not be helpful it doesn’t take away from the fact that I love being and learning at university. I guess I am just really rubbish at decisions and I am unsure how to fix this but a lot has been clearer after knowing that is actually ok to not be a lawyer, or in fact be one and it’s ok to hate company law. I am scared of what will happen but I am also really excited. I am scared of possibly going away for a year in September and being away from so many people and places for such a long time. But i am equally scared of missing an opportunity like that because of fear. I feel like I need to grab it and go but at the same time I don’t currently want to and that is really confusing but could potentially be amazing.

“I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance
and when you get the choice to sit it out or dance,
I hope you dance, I hope you dance”
(“I Hope You Dance”- Ronan Keating)

I think as every year passes there is always this horrible fear of getting older. It’s something you cannot control and you cannot rewind time and go back to any time you want. It’s good to look back on good times that have passed but it’s also good to look to the future and be filled with that same happiness. It’s a harder task sometimes but hope makes it easier and there are many people from 2008 who make the future feel exciting be it in the worldwide sense, for writing a song, for providing opportunity or even just for making me laugh.

barack obama
stewart hosie
david lunan and gordon brown
Karine Polwart
michael mcintyre

As I keep writing this, and I am taking many days, I am very aware that there were points of the year where I made mistakes, sometimes small ones, sometimes big ones. Everyone makes them and sometimes it’s really hard to let go of them. There is a lot of “if only…” chat and it’s hard to see why I would cling onto it. I know I don’t have to but it’s still there. The mistakes have made me who I am so it’s the after product I should cling onto but it’s really odd. Forgiving yourself is sometimes harder than forgiving other people.

“Take the tiredness of my days,
take my past regret,
letting your forgiveness touch
all I can’t forget”
(Take This Moment-CH4 (ayeeee) 501)

I think it would be impossible to go through a 2008 blog without mentioning General Assembly and Youth Assembly, however, I am not going to say a lot about them. There is an earlier blog about Youth Assembly so I would possibly just repeat myself but the impact these events have had has been huage. I’ve experienced grace, community, love and learning in huge proportions and I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to express how grateful I am for that.

I feel this may be a good time to stop but 2008 has been good, if a little bit funny. I’m really excited about 2009 and hopefully I’ll choose to dance like Ronan Keating.

poisson rouge.

November 9, 2008 2 comments

i have had a lot of goldfish chat on my mind as of late so i thought i would take it a bit further, probably too far, and it may come across either ridiculous or hilarious but i don’t mean it to be.

i have met two goldfish as of late. the first one that entered my life was a herbert. neil got him as a gift and he came in a very lonely little tank, looking very sad. i am not sure how or even if a fish can look sad but i am pretty certain that he did. he didn’t even go for wee swims, just floated and he didn’t seem to be “living” despite being alive. his tank was so sad, it was empty with some stones at the bottom. this is where i shall get ridiculous; all i could compare this image to was a human being put on a piece of grass, some plastic put round them and then every so often someone would sprinkle some rice crispies on top of them for some food. maybe it’s not so bad for a fish. but i couldn’t get over how sad he looked in his wee tank. my mum obviously felt sorry for him too and has been making his little home a bit more like a home; plants and bubbles (!!) and he actually swims now and looks more like a fish. i still don’t think it’s very nice, however. poor herbert. maybe he is completely content in his confinement, this would be nice, but it alarms me.

i also met another fish, just this week, who belonged to a pal and i got to name it. i decided to go with a name appropriate to the date of purchase; the day i had this overwhelming sense that the world had completely changed for the better, so he was named Barack. he didn’t look overly well when he arrived in his tank either, sadly…i must have a bad effect on fish. i was away at the children’s assembly this weekend and was getting text updates on barack’s health. sadly he died on saturday….he did not even last a week!

i know, i know…it’s just a fish. but it made me feel a bit horrible to know he spent his days in a tiny tank, with no pals, no freedom.  i believe i am sounding mildly eccentric. oh well.

i am very, very tired after the weekend that has just passed so i am going to essay my life away and then sleep, but not in a tank; in a bed, with some music and many a happy memory in my mind.