The light is beautiful this morning.
I’ve done my best to try to continue to believe there might be ways we could avoid environmental catastrophe and societal collapse. I hoped people would wake up before it was too late. For forty years I tried to get others to join me in giving up personal automobiles, to no avail. Still, my carbon footprint is many times greater than that of those who live in underdeveloped countries. If we had invested in mass transportation and cities designed to be walkable, Mother Earth might be healthy today.
Instead, we are in the midst of the sixth mass extinction and it looks like humans will be among the species that will not survive. We are now experiencing the consequences of the damage we have done to Mother Earth. “And now we had no place to live, since we didn’t know how to live with each other.”
“Then one of the stumbling ones took pity on another
Joy Harjo
And shared a blanket.
A spark of kindness made a light.
The light made an opening in the darkness.”
I believe what we are called to do now is create sparks of kindness.
Once the World Was Perfect
Once the world was perfect, and we were happy in that world.
Then we took it for granted.
Discontent began a small rumble in the earthly mind.
Then Doubt pushed through with its spiked head.
And once Doubt ruptured the web,
All manner of demon thoughts Jumped through—
We destroyed the world we had been given
For inspiration, for life—
Each stone of jealousy, each stone
Of fear, greed, envy, and hatred, put out the light.
No one was without a stone in his or her hand.
There we were,
Right back where we had started.
We were bumping into each other
In the dark.
And now we had no place to live, since we didn’t know
How to live with each other.
Then one of the stumbling ones took pity on another
And shared a blanket.
A spark of kindness made a light.
The light made an opening in the darkness.
Everyone worked together to make a ladder.
A Wind Clan person climbed out first into the next world,
And then the other clans, the children of those clans, their children,
And their children, all the way through time—
To now, into this morning light to you.
Harjo, Joy. Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings: Poems (pp. 14-15). W. W. Norton & Company. Kindle Edition.
Quakers, social justice and revolution 
Great worx, thanx, yet, folx must do much better much quicker; no? Here’s a few twigs of the social justice poetree for All 🙂 Seriously folx, as an activist/advocate for the latest 44 of my 60 years, on all issues for All life, including the Earth, I’ve a plethora of evolutionary discernments that reality has made evident; and I’ve evoked- as the truth outs. On the subject 🙂 a few twig of poetree elucidates 🙂
Injustices
Addressing, not addressing them
Have costs, former is individual,
The latter is global, as well.
Responsibility
If you don’t exercise it,
It’s Siamese twin sister, freedom,
Will wither, like an unexercised muscle, as well.
Sadly, because of self-possession,
we need to exorcise it before it’s exercised.
Sacrifices?
It’s not the self-sacrificed
When we do what needs to be done,
Rather the false-ego sacrificed
At Thee’s altar within.
Ends or means?
Neither do I embrace.
Rather, the struggle well run
Which uplifts us uncrowned,
Every moment humans race.
Manners
In which doings and not doings
Are done or aren’t,
Brings life and light to them,
Or it doesn’t.
YOU CAN
Talk the talk, walk the walk, and even
Be the be, but, if you don’t vote the vote,
You won’t ever be livin’ in a democracy.
Eden?
Splitting of atom,
Cloning of Adam, hubris;
Leads to extinction.
Thanx All for all you do, don’t; copy, share as you will 🙂 reality