Naturally, if you gave me color when I was a little girl I would draw a sun at the corner of the page overlooking mountains, trees, and grass. If not a green scenery it would be a circular sun down the middle of the page with beaming rays. In fact, I honestly believe that this is what many of us would draw.
I’m thinking about this now because I’m been watching some updates on the state of our planet and the growing repercussions of climate change. To be more specific, our carbon dioxide levels has surpassed its symbolic mark. This means more melting, droughts, extinctions, and record breaking occurrences. I then thought about how If I were to draw my go to picture today, the grass would be burnt, the water would be oiled, and the skies would be smog grey. It’s really sad actually… This is a picture that I wouldn’t any children to be drawing, but this is today’s reality. This is the reason I fear of bearing my own because throughout the next few years our world will deeply be far different than what we know it is today. In fact, the high impact of “different” has already flooded and wiped out so many lives.
Obviously neither drawing sits well.
I’m hoping though that instead we reach a point where this drawing can morph into more folks making strides to genuinely cure our planet. I’m not even talking about more recycling and hybrids, I’m talking about smashing systems like capitalism that promote this consumer driven society that causes addictions to environmental degradation. I’m talking about images of people conveying practices that respect mother earth resulting in the equal exchange. I know there is way more that can be done that I still have yet to learn, but what I’m trying to get at here is I hope we can realize the duty of people. The duty to engage in transformation and in movement to the rhythm that promises sustainable life. Surely, the earth doesn’t perouette or surround the sun for our destruction so why don’t we move the same way.
There’s really no solution in stillness, said the Universe.