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This is the time to be slowLie low to the wallUntil the bitter weather passes Try, as best you can, not to letThe wire brush of doubtScrape from your heartAll sense of yourselfAnd your hesitant light. If you remain generous,Time will come good;And you will find your feetAgain on fresh pastures of promise,Where the airContinue reading “This is the time to be slow”

Maërl or rhodolith beds are seabed habitats of great conservation significance and can be found in the clear waters of Galway Bay and around Ireland. Whilst doing my PhD at the NUI Galway, I met many maerl researchers- I felt compelled to make this documentary. This is the 15 minute version of the film, withContinue reading “Maerl Short Documentary”

Climate Change as a Human Rights Issue: A Business and Human Rights Perspective This thesis begins by looking at climate change and the silence on human rights, the key climate change agreements and the need for a business and human rights lens to look at climate change issues in the courts. The subsequent chapter discussesContinue reading “LL.M Thesis Abstract”

This Thursday, I, Siddhi Joshi, and my sister, Shruti Joshi, took over the Flirt FM Breakfast Show (9am- 11am) with a playlist called “The Revolution Begins at Home.” The goal was to empower, entertain and to educate through music- incredible songs all with the theme of “Revolution”! Don’t miss it! Listen below for the fullContinue reading “The Revolution Begins At Home”

Sea of Words Searching for Tethys Her thoughts carried her like the sea carries a boat Omnipresent yet unknown The waves battled the unspoken ocean of her thoughts. Gushing bellows of swirling whirlpools She felt the heavy breeze in her hair; the salt pierced her face So fragile were her ideas undiscovered Confronted with AuraContinue reading “Sea of Words”

In the memory of Seamus Heaney: A Human Rights poet and writer  April 13, 1939 – August 30, 2013 from the Republic of Conscience I When I landed in the republic of conscienceit was so noiseless when the engines stoppedI could hear a curlew high above the runway. At immigration, the clerk was an old manwhoContinue reading “From the Republic of Conscience”