Women’s March on London + audio

STORYTELLING FROM THE GROUND UP:

On January 21, 100,000 people took to the streets in London to protest Trump’s inauguration, marching from the U.S. Embassy to Trafalgar Square.

I tagged along with my audio recorder, and recorded interviews with 18 activists who attended the march.

This turned into two reported pieces, one for Cosmopolitan UKand the other for The GroundTruth Project.

You can read both here:

http://www.cosmopolitan.co.uk/reports/news/a49012/british-women-march-against-trump/

http://thegroundtruthproject.org/london-protestors-womens-march-trump/

Here’s a small sample:

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And if you’ve ever found yourself thinking: Devi makes audio recordings — why hasn’t she shared many of them with the world?

FEAR NOT.

The GroundTruth Project created a playlist of my recorded interviews. You can listen to the recordings on SoundCloud here: https://soundcloud.com/groundtruth/sets/voices-from-londons-womens

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In love and resistance,

Devi

Great Circles

Hey! I have a poem up in the Winter 2017 issue of A Courtship of Winds.

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Check out the full issue here: http://www.thecourtshipofwinds.org/issue-5-1

Unfolding Here: advice from people on the road

Greetings from DesMoines, Iowa!

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For the last few days I have been driving across the country with Caroline Catlin.

We’re collecting handwritten pieces of advice from people we meet along the way, because why not?!

unfoldinghere1unfoldinghere2unfoldinghere4You can read more of that advice here and follow along on Instagram.

This mini-project is unfolding into beautiful, face-to-face interconnectivity on the move. I’m grateful for this time to stop and reflect.. and to catch up on episodes of On Being.

In San Francisco I’ll be attending a meet-up of climate activists going to Morocco this November as part of the youth delegation with SustainUS. Then it’s back to the northeast for a few months of coaching rowing at Phillips Exeter before packing up the bicycle and flying to Marrakech.

What piece of advice would you give to your past, present, or future self?

“Home: an Index”

Hey beautiful people,

I wrote an essay for The Alpinist that went live today

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… about what it was like to grow up with a mom who climbed mountains.

“There is glacial power in language, in naming things. I am here because my mother gave me a vocabulary for motion.”

Here’s the link: http://alpinist.com/doc/web16c/wfeature-home-an-index 

And a bonus image of baby Devi in the snow (lol). My mom tells me I was upset because the diaper wipes were frozen.

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chillin’ like it’s 1992

Hope you enjoy!

xo

d

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“Welcome Home”

Hey lovelies,

I’m back in a river town that feels like home
and will be hibernating for a spell
while I plant my roots
and let them grow.

Three people have said: “Welcome home.”

It sure feels that way.

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I love it here.

After a year and a half without touching an oar, I’m getting back into rowing and will be racing in a single, double, and possibly a quad in early January––yahoo! I’m falling in love with this sport all over again.

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On the afternoons when I don’t row, a friend is taking me along to her boxing classes. Old and new movements all at once. This is good. Every punch has a number. More on this later.

In the meantime, I’m starting an email list so that you can stay up do date with my ish.

I’ll whisper sweet somethings to your inbox every so often.

Won’t you join?

http://eepurl.com/bKRzKH

As always, you can support my work on Patreon: http://patreon.com/devi_lockwood  

and read more of what I have written here: http://devi-lockwood.com/read-listen

and here’s that email list sign-up once more: http://eepurl.com/bKRzKH

Arohanui,
Devi

 

Otago Sky

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After a day collecting stories,
my ears and my heart are open.

A woman at the fair gave me a pair of merino socks.

“This is hard work you’re doing,” she said. “Listening. Staying present. Looking at the hard things for what they are.” We exchanged a hug.

She wouldn’t accept payment. Tonight my toes are warm.

I spoke with a bookbinder’s mother about the importance of interconnectivity with the earth — of being outside, taking the scales off our eyes.

“Spirituality is best when it’s grounded down here,” she said, “not up there.”

We are all connected.

Stay open.

Stay open.

Listening is an act of love.

Gratitude (and Queen and Rumi)

I know it’s early to make the call, but it’s a new year and I have a new favorite song.

This is what happens when you spend New Year’s Eve in Tuvalu hanging out listening to music with a bunch of Australian expats. I learned more than I ever knew there was to know about international fisheries law. It’s fascinating, complicated stuff.

No fireworks at midnight, but I went out onto the pitch-black runway at 2am and meditated under a big sky of stars. Grateful, so grateful, for this whirlwind of a trip. For the difficult things. For the storytellers. For the questions.

“Sometimes you hear a voice through the door calling you,
As a fish out of water hears the waves…
Come back. Come back.
This turning toward what you deeply love saves you.”

— Rumi

May we all have the courage to turn toward what we deeply love.