On the other side

Photo by Calvin Ma on Unsplash
Photo by Calvin Ma on Unsplash

Good morning.

I was up early, and have already drunk my first cup of strong, black coffee and am ready for the next one.

Of course, it's Saturday, but then it doesn't feel any different to the previous few days, and it's unlikely my routine will be any different.

And that's good, right?

Probably not judging by the increased movement of people and cars I'm now beginning to see and the change of mood about returning to 'normal'.

It's understandable — we've lost so much — but what will we lose from leaving Covid19 behind and moving on to our 'Exit Strategy'?

Leaving to one side the clear and obvious danger of a second wave of infections, for me at least, I'll miss the deep, reverent quiet both inside and outwith the house, the clean smell of nature, the brightness of the dawn chorus, the slow pace of life, the lack of social interaction (no, this isn't a typo!) and, generally, being much more considered and appreciative of this life and everything it offers — even in these straightened and challenging times.

But things have to return to normal, don't they?

I mean, what's the alternative?

A green future?

What's that?

Oh, I know what it should look like but that's not going to happen any time soon. I know that sounds negative but there's simply too much invested by too many interested parties for us to change our ways significantly or at all. Sure, we might think carefully about hopping on a plane, going on a cruise or whatever else floats our consumerist boat, but in time we'll be back to something resembling where we were, give or take a few more rules, an effective vaccination and a not very long memory.

Perhaps I'm jumping the gun.

Undoubtedly, but I lived through too many recessions, heard too many doom and gloom prognostications to know that qua humans we're very slow to change, and, hell, it's taken some pretty strict rules, untold and untimely deaths and social/economic disruption on an unprecedented scale for us to bear witness to even something as bleeding obvious as unpolluted skies across the world. Imagine it. Telling your grandchildren, "Yep, we did kill people by allowing car fumes, factory chimneys and a whole host of other cancerogenic material to be emitted." Nuts, absolutely nuts. 

Ah, what do I know?

All I can do is take one day at a time. There's now and nothing else.

But probably, like a lot of people, I really hope — and I say that in a loving, honest way — that we don't traduce the lessons learnt during this apocalyptic period and race on to the next triumph. And if we could remember to remember that absent a living, breathing planet, one not depleted of everything that is valuable (i.e. a resource) we simply couldn't survive.

Anyhow, enjoy your day.

Take care and stay safe.



PS. I listened to this wonderful piece this morning, which you may like.


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