Like many others around the world I have been soul searching lately. I am a person of white privilege. I think of myself as an idealist. I want to live in a world of equality and compassion. However, I am realising more and more, how naïve and sheltered I have been. I live, and was brought up in, rural Shropshire. It is not ethnically diverse. I don’t think I’m racist, but I have been passive. I need to actively engage. I am re-evaluating what part I play in maintaining the balance of power – what I can and should do to support change.
As a storyteller, my life is all about language. I think about words and the layers of meaning they encapsulate. Over the past weeks, I have been re-evaluating the stories I tell; what stereotypes and prejudices I am passing on without realising. Continue reading “The Legacy of Language”