Easy or difficult
Some say life is difficult, and that it becomes easier when we simply accept it… Some like M. Scott Peck may say things along these lines…
And yet some, like Abraham Hicks, say life is easy, and all that you need to do, like Joseph Cambell, is to follow your bliss.
Not that I am likening myself to such great voices, but I say life is painful, and that it is our own doing.
The beaches are littered – literally – everywhere around the world. And we’re all consumers…plastic, flipflops, toothbrushes, cigarette lighters, bottle tops. Who of us is refusing to use these items, with a diligent resolve? Who can therefore say that we’re not responsible?
Entire species are dying, being wiped out en masse. Waterways poisoned – poisoned! – with pesticides, and detergents and all manner of pollutants or nuclear fall out…(nuclear fall out!?!)
Habitats destroyed for wood, for drilling for oil, or prospecting for some other resources to pillage from the earth…for our comfort, for our perpetual desire for more.
Stopping and considering
And it’s painful, friends, it’s painful when you stop and consider it, and allow it to penetrate beyond the barriers of oblivion that we’ve put up, and allow it to enter our hearts.
It’s painful because we’ve created the world in which we find ourselves.
It’s painful to go to such incredibly beautiful places (of which there are truly an abundance in the world!), and see them strewn with discarded rubbish. Rubbish which has a shelf-life of forever (give or take a few years…); rubbish that will never breakdown in a sustainable way, and certainly not in our lifetimes.
Previous, indigenous generations may have thrown away their rubbish…yet it decomposed, being derived from natural sources (wood, vegetation, organic food matter…), but it doesn’t work with plastic wrappers, and of course, old habits die hard.
It’s painful seeing concrete pillars of and posts being erected at lightning speed in developing countries; materials that will never, ever breakdown when our civilisation has run itself dry. Never ever.
And yet you could say, aren’t the wonders of the world just the same? The pyramids in different lands, abandoned temples around the world, encased in the vigorous, unstoppable jungle growth, once more – standing, lasting evidence of former worlds… But concrete; I ask you!? Grey, ugly, base. Indestructible.
All postulations ring true
Personally, I subscribe to all three postulations: life can be tough and acceptance is a most positive route through those tough times…and actually, when you seek and find joy in the world around you and when you head towards a light, more vibrant version of yourself, things do fall into place, and with a surprising ease.
But I don’t believe that we can continue to ignore the pain that we’re creating in the world. The waste, the throw-away society and its habit of never ‘going away’…just going someplace else, out of our sight.
We cannot keep sweeping it all under the carpet. I mean, yes of course we can, but it’s going to come back and bite us on the proverbial; perhaps it is already?
Yes, it’s painful to see; it’s painful to stand up and purposefully look for it. Because once you’re aware of it – of the ugly, unpleasant state of our wasteful civilisation – one cannot ignore it. Consciousness implores us to do something about it, at least in our immediate world.
Be the change, they say, that you want to see in the world.
In our house we say, leave the place in the state that you would have wished to have found it. This is our motto when we’re cleaning the beach; clearing up around our camping area.
Same theme, different concept
A friend posted a brilliant, thought-provoking quote the other day from Desmund Tutu, and it went like this:
“If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor.”
When we walk past the litter on the street, stuck to the vegetation, on the beach, in the sea…you have just made it acceptable for it to be there.
It’s the same concept with a different theme.
Unless we step up and make a stand about what we will and won’t tolerate, unless we openly put a stamp on our standards and values, we are accepting less than that, and saying ‘ah well, nothing really matters…the state of the world isn’t really an issue for me; who cares anyway?!’
Awareness leads to change. Opening our eyes, truly, and if we don’t like what we see, then make a change. Because if we do, we can create a brighter, happier future, and a life that is easy.
Possibly though, if we don’t we really might find that life is difficult. (Or our children’s, children’s children might.)
One Million Women
For the record, I love love love the Australian website/Facebook page – 1 million women. It has hundreds and hundreds of ideas for living sustainably; recycling and using items more sustainably, and resourcefully. I’m all over it : )