I’m on a train to Sunderland Minster for the Open To All tour second stop. What a privilege. I’m on a train, freely moving in my resident country. I have a data signal with the network working. There are storms howling and my train is active. Then I get to set up the exbition in a church which welcomes freedom of thought, radically challenging closed stereotypes. Then I get to talk about my own work and I’m an ordained woman who will be standing in a church which still struggles with who it will recognises as leaders. I have the freedom to talk about God's inclusive love whilst parts of the world fight against this very notion. I’m privileged by my background, my colour, my knowledge. I intend to use that privilege to break down doors and shout about love and forgiveness. If I change one heart and one set of behaviours, my mustard seed will bear fruit.