"Experience life in all possible ways --
good-bad, bitter-sweet, dark-light,
summer-winter. Experience all the dualities.
Don't be afraid of experience, because
the more experience you have, the more
mature you become."
It's wet and very windy in Devon. I'm not sure how long the storm is meant to last but it's not a day for being outside for long.
I've not yet taken Alfie for his constitutional; I won't be venturing far.
What of the rubric to this post?
It's easy to forget that we are human. For me, at least, this sort of Biblical weather wakes me up to the fact that, in teeth of a storm, we're but a flyspeck of existence. But, it goes beyond our mortal selves. It goes to the heart of why, qua humans, we seem to have made such a mess of things. I mean, climate change, loss of biodiversity and man-made pollution!
It's like pi**ing inside your own tent.
What to do?
Become less human?
I doubt it.
Yes, yes, yes.
But to what?
Something outwith our very human needs where we're not the centre of attention.
We all know what we're supposed to do, but we never do it, do we?
To be honest, given what I now apprehend about the human condition, I think it very unlikely that we'll see much if any change in my lifetime. As I said, the other day, my parents would constantly remind me when it came to money, food or nice things, that when it's gone, it's gone. And that's how I feel about Gaia. We won't see or appreciate the scale of our destruction until, well, it's far too late.
Of course in that space, it can leave you feeling hope-less — possibly grief-stricken — but then again, it may inspire you to do a whole lot more.
To be honest, I'm not sure the answer. Of course we could do more and that includes supporting those people, charities and organisations that are pushing at the sustainability envelope but then again, wasn't it Lau Tzu who said that "the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step"? Perhaps that's where we ought to focus our attention and accept (in the process) our very human limitations.