If anything might be evident in the material of my last post, it must surely be that I suffer from the tendency to feel sorry for myself. With events in the world at large pushing the boundaries of what is acceptable to international opinion and what is not possible in international diplomacy, I throw up my hands and say that I see my own small-mindedness. One good thing about a 'blog' is the opportunity it gives you to see yourself from an outsiders perspective, so this is good. My little concerns are truly insignificant and there is much work to be done. No problem, but what can we do?

I saw things in Tibet and started to do what I thought I could. And the delay in continuing my chosen path is wearing, but I am finally gone on the 19th January. I thank anyone who reads this as a friend who listens. Please do go on, for I feel there will be beautiful things to share in the future. But right now I am overwhelmed by what is going on in Gaza, and Congo and elsewhere, too many places, too much. I won't use this space to rail at things to make myself feel better. For the moment it is good enough to see myself more clearly and what I am actually able to do.

If anyone is in London then, there is a demo on Saturday 10th Jan at speakers corner for Palestine starting at 12.30.