I look back over the last week and it was full to the brim with interaction. I was followed for a whole day by a photographer doing a ‘Day in the Life of…’ for the magazine Positive News coming out in January. He was a delight to have around, and it was fun to play, pose and share my daily routine such as it is. Up to London to visit friends and to participate in the March for Cecil combined with the March for Lions. My first ever march to support a cause. Lions and all big cats are dear to my heart as they’ve been appearing in my dream time for as long as I can remember. Even the mystical White Lions appeared in my dreams before I knew they existed in this reality. No wonder I’m organising a tour through Outer Travels Inner Journeys next June to visit them.
After the March we all congregated at the Birkbeck Theatre to watch the documentary Blood Lions – a brilliantly put together film which will rock you when you see the barbaric way lions are bred in captivity to be shot by people who call themselves hunters and profess to love animals. It is quite astonishing how effective we humans can be at spinning the truth till we believe it ourselves. If you watch it, it’s not an easy ride. Sad to realise that something most of us yearn to do – hold a wriggling lion cub in our arms – is not for their benefit at all no matter what we’re told, but in fact is helping rear that cub for slaughter when someone pays the price for a canned hunting experience. And the same with walking with lions – this is never a prelude to them being re-introduced to the wild, it is only a preliminary to being shot at close range for an exorbitant fee. Now you know.
And now I’m back in my yurt – it is heaven!