A Climate for Inner Change
Todays piece is big and bold, confronting and triggering. And can also feel empowering and uplifting too. When I write, its like I receive a download. It makes me really re-evaluate the places in my life I might remain ignorant for comfort or lie to myself and others to please the status quo. I am always humbled by what is revealed in the words that leave my finger tips and turn into sentences. This one in particular felt like it was written from both my inner child and future Rosie’s teenage self. It shook me deeply. There are lots of choices I am making and also not choosing in the wake of this piece.
I love how these teachings always bring personal responsibility as the key to change and healing. Its been marketed with so much fear that we need to change our worldly ways in relationship to how we are treating the planet. But as I walk this physical world holding hands with my spirit, I see that this is not just about a big overwhelming crisis of forest burning, species going extinct, droughts and wars. It is time we take this practice and go inward. Change from the inside. Every little habit that reinforces the truth is outside of us has to be transformed. We are the change. And the climate is just the mirror for our resistance to the changes we each as individuals have to make.
“The most pressing environmental problem we face today is not climate change. Rather it is pollution in the public square, where a smog of adversarial rhetoric, propaganda and polarization stifles discussion and debate, creating resistance to change and thwarting our ability to solve our collective problems.” James Hoggan, Chair, David Suzuki Foundations
There is no planet B – A message from my inner child
We are so far off course. Our destination always unclear in the attachments to what we feel comfortable in rather than in the reality of our call.
To wake up.
To shake up.
Our routines and our habits.
In this place we dwell in consuming stuff and increasing the GDP, we have forgotten to support the flowers nourishing bees and protect the waters from our poisons of convenience too often redeemed.
The plastic cup I drink from filled with bottled water as I fly over the clouds covering claimed lands of no longer their own, I feel alone.
The patches of forest are seldom, yet the fields and cities stretch endlessly as a result of ‘what you reap is what you sow’.
Maybe we got this a little confused, the striving for dominance of each our own individual rather than realizing an intricate system designed in harmony as a whole.
I am at a loss for how to be in a world that keeps sacrificing the fawn or the filet mignon for a spike in dopamine or a raise in riches that is consistently over emphasized and deeply obese.
I am unsure how to navigate the love I have finally found in myself and how much I know in my bones I am enough… this culture of fables and famous no longer fear me into the corner as blemished. I no longer believe in their bluff.
I am free. Thanks to the beautiful rebels of conformity and the free spirits of love boundless, the fighters of underprivileged and to the Buddhists and yogis praying for world peace.
I am grateful to you the patient mothers who made love the essence of our homes, to the fathers dedicated to bringing us nourishment and opportunity we could not ever have found on our own.
But that is all we need. Your love and support. We don’t need you to work long hours at a factory that pollutes the waters and degrades your soul. We don’t need much more than your attention and your garden of bounty to be explored.
We don’t need you to climb to the top of an empire that squashes the passions of others in the robotics franchising your tomb. We don’t need you to prove power with possessions and big houses that have dust collecting in empty halls.
We need you fulfilled and present encouraging our exploration of the unknown. We need you relaxed and loving so we might uncover the truth of why we love.
We need nature healthy and vibrant too, so our lungs can develop in clean air and our kidneys can hydrate our cells and our stomachs can assimilate nutrients that will give us clear perspectives to innovate new architecture that includes the collective of environment as well.
We need trees to climb and waters to swim, animals and flora harmonizing our ecosystems. To see the truth in the eyes of our four legged friends that know only what it means to live fully right here and right now in the collective of we all belong.
Our fears drown us.
The view from my window of an airplane is clear cut square patches and mono cropped derivatives that was once diversity is now profit.
The bigger picture from above shows our disrespect for our future, selling our lands for resources short term and disconnected from the essence of our children’s wisdom, we don’t need things we need connection.
And then maybe all that appears dim will be reinvigorated with vines and bushes into trees and wildlife into health care dollars unspent and depression medication undispensed.
We leave the cement as sand and run bare foot towards a life that wasn’t over planned by somebody else’s curriculum.
And we come home to the oceans of possibility when we cut the nets and fish for only what’s necessary.
Each individual owning their long forgotten expression.
To make a difference in this planet together in our unique purpose to envision a life we can all feel in rhythm rather than electromagnetism.
There is solutions only when we are determined to let go of how we thought it all might unfold and instead listen to the smokey vision we all see in the fires that burn their way into deserts and droughts of our own ignorance revealed.
Let’s wake up to this worldly environmental shake up and decide maybe the city crumbling quakes and over extended debts to the tyrants with unapologetic stakes
are loud and clear
We must get our heads out of our rears
our debaucherous addiction is an affliction we enforce only because we feel the pain and suffering of looking the other way
and too far to another day when the signs and symptoms are clear.
This is our problem united and we are all invited to innovate a new version of play
that involves love and peace for all plants, waters and strays,
where maybe the growth domestic product is replaced with personal growth
because the sun rising on clean water and time to laugh with family is valued higher
than a lifetime traded for un-satiated stuff starved of true connection.
This is our greatest dilemma yet … where will you place your next bet and what debt will you hold?
What actions will you choose and what behaviours will be worth your most bold?
We do not own this planet, it is on loan.
So lets create a global vision that this is our planet A and their are other possibilities in which we haven’t yet been shown.
~Kaitlin, Ben & Rosie~