The vital signs of Mother Earth have long indicated that humanity is on borrowed time. We can no longer avoid the damage we have caused to the planet. A recent article in the Guardian highlights the damage we have caused.
Is the damage reversible?
When the world went into lockdown last year, I believed so. I guess I was one of those people who saw the silver lining in the dark cloud hanging over humanity. Like many, I had already seen the light. After leaving behind a consumerist lifestyle in 2011, I adapted to a way of living of waste not, want not. Less really became more which I put into practise in my daily life.
During the early part of lockdown, the world was singing to the same hymn sheet. Let’s save the planet. Let’s all make changes to support humanity. Let’s do the right thing Let’s all be in this together. Who wants to return to normal? Not me!
As the world came out of lockdown, this idealogy slowly drited way. Humanity returned to a me, me, me culture and I am sick and tired of this attitude.
Instead of being a protective piece of equipment, masks became part of fashion, available in all the colours of the rainbow. With a price tag to match. A single use item often thrown away on a whim. Too many ended up in the ocean cluttering up the sea. A waste of a rainbow dream if you ask me.
Holidays were on the agenda in the UK and that’s when I realised the lessons had not been learned. The Brits whinged and complained that they were missing out on their two weeks away from reality, yet global travel was the reason why the coronvairus was able to spread, never mind how mindless travel negatively affects the environment.
Many old problems manifested as humanity went through an emotional purge. Racial tension mounted in the USA and UK as issues of privilege once again raised it’s head.
Then there was the drive to find a cure, Humanity, once again, forgot all about the plight of underprivileged such as countries of Africa. The world could have pulled together, just one time, and worked together to ensure equality in a cure. A world approach to the problem, instead of each to their own, knowing that third world countries could never compete. The same old, same old approach that is at the root of humanity’s problems. Greed.
As one year has recently passed, I’ve found myself musing on whether I still hold the view that humanity can change to avoid the looming disaster, and the answer is yes. Perhaps I’m too idealistic. Too optimistic. Who knows. But the silver lining is still within reach. Of this, I am sure.
Because the good fight is still going on in the hearts and minds of many. The activists fighting environmental damage in the UK as ancient woodlands are ripped apart in the development of a high-speed train line. The people fighting systems of control the world over. The ones who believe in equality on a personal and collective level. The new systems that are springing up to aid the sick, impoverished, and the weak.
I like to believe that faith is everything when building bridges to a better place and faith has seen me through this year. So, I choose to believe in the dream, the opportunity to create something better for humanity, and I have faith we can all see this through.
If you were one of the many who believed in the silver lining, what could be seen as the impossible dream. That we could grow as a collective and create a better world, as we turn away from our greedy roots, keep on, keeping on, my friends. In the words of Coldplay, no-one ever said it would be easy. I guess no-one ever said it would be this hard. Keep the faith, my friends. There’s still a shot at creating a better world. To make the impossible dream come true. A patch of wild for humanity.
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