Down Hill From Here

June went by in a flash didn't it? My plans were all over the place but I ended up going to Bournemouth for the summer solstice, and had a little celebration on the beach. We lit a little fire and burned some herbs and resin as an offering of thanks. I had a lovely cleansing swim in the sea. I cut all my hair off for the new moon, which really helped me feel refreshed. I did a little protest action at the Langham wine estate, against the incinerator they want to build at Portland port. A bunch of us went to the Langham "summer fayre" and handed out leaflets to let people know that it's the Langham family who are responsible for Portland port and everything that happens there. First it was the Bibby Stockholm and now it's the Powerfuel waste incinerator. The Langhams really don't care about people outside their own little bubble, and treat Portland like a dumping ground for anything they consider unsightly. Looking at their finances, we know they donated over £70,000 to UKIP, an extreme right party. The current leader of the party, Nick Tenconi, is a wannabe Nick Fuentes. If you don't know who that is, he's a slimy little Nazi from the USA. Tenconi has been up and down the south coast protesting against immigration over the past year, stirring up racist riots.

Sometimes it's hard not to feel like you're surrounded by intolerant morons.

As the sun rolls down from the height of summer towards the equinox, I hope to unwind and relax more, taking my time with the hottest days of the year, to look after myself. I really have to remind myself to do the most simple things like drink water, wash your face, get enough sleep. I realise that I over-commit and pile far too much on my plate. I want to do everything and be everywhere at once but it's really not possible. That's why midsummer was a commitment to calm down and pace myself.

(P.S the picture is a gift someone gave to me at the Summer Fayre, as thanks for the protest action against Langham's incinerator.)

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