"There is shadow under this red rock
Come in under the shadow of this red rock
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you
I will show you fear in a handful of dust." T.S. Eliot 'The Waste Land'
The life of the wild desert horses of Namibia. It took me some while - in fact 7 months - to face these photos again. Their wounds are still deep remembering all I saw. When I finally edited some of them last night I couldn’t stop this growing feeling of helplessness. It filled up my chest and even made it hard to breathe. Once you witness so much suffering and misery .. but there’s nothing you can do, nothing to change this from happening and especially you’re not able to help this particular animal in front of you.. you feel small. So, so, so small. Is this what we do to our earth and the animals that live on it? Is this what our presence creates? .. is there more we can do? .. well yes. There is always more to do. This doesn’t mean to jump on airplanes or donating a lot of money. These big gestures do help, yes, but so do the small ones. It’s about making an impact wherever you go. To leave small acts of kindness that flow inside the lives of each one around you. because maybe the waves of the stone you throw into the water today .. turn out to be a big tsunami somewhere else tomorrow. Be a tsunami. A tsunami of kindness, compassion and mindfulness. Offer a love that is as deep as the oceans. That’s what we can do more. That’s what we can do now. And we can’t do enough of it.