In honor of Earth Day, I want to thank all of you kind people who take the time to read these sassy, cranky posts. Thank you if you follow me on e-mail or through your own blog. Thanks for the kind “likes” you’ve given me. Thank you for playing nice and leaving lovely comments. I value each and every one of them and you. I appreciate your busy schedules, parenting time, gardening and cooking time, or novel reading time, or your own writing time you might spend with my opinions and orations instead.
I hope to make you laugh because I’m sassy, and think because I’m cranky, and want (ahh, desire) to read more, like I want to read more of yours. I hope to help you know your efforts, YES, YOURS, make a difference in your home and community and this world. YES, IT REALLY, REALLY DOES. We are not a “government”; we are communities of individuals most of whom want a better world for everyone, not just themselves.
In today’s interconnected and globalized world, it is now commonplace for people of dissimilar world views, faiths, and races to live side by side. It is a matter of great urgency, therefore, that we find ways to cooperate with one another in a spirit of mutual acceptance and respect. Dalai Lama
We are all connected. From sun to water to earth to plants to cells to bodies, we are all connected. Not the same, but of the same, connected. And after all governments have faded into oblivion individuals will still be connected to the earth and each other.
Thank you to those of you who build your own soil; grow and preserve your own real food; take care of animals and children; and think about what you clean with and the water we drink and how much gasoline you use. Thank you if you share the benefits of those activities with friends and neighbors, at farmers markets and potlucks, and food banks and gleaners, in Etsy shops or websites.
And if you aren’t able anymore, consider sharing what you have if somebody else will come make the effort. An elderly person might have the land and not the ability, while the younger neighbor has a small lot, but lots of energy and ability. The younger neighbor might have a child who the elder can tend to while the younger tends the garden. Not just a perfect world for perfect worlders, but mutual acceptance and respect. Cooperation. Of benefit to all. Building trust and respect takes tending just like soil and gardens.
Abundance is all around you. Step outside. Breath the air, in the right place at the right time it will be fresh and sweet, smelling of water and soil and greenery. See how much grass grows and weeds and plants, even between the cracks in the sidewalk aggregates and on every empty lot. Listen to the wind and birds and squirrels who share our towns and cities. Share your abilities and knowledge. Give honor and grace to all you meet and it will be returned to you. Think of what you have as being more than what you don’t have. Set goals if you want something different. Work hard. Work smart. You make a difference. Thank you. Merci. Gracias. Grazie. Danke. Those are just the languages I can spell. I don’t know a universal language to send into the atmosphere, I’m thinking perhaps that’s what I’m doing now. Maybe that’s what prayers are, a universal language to share our grace with each other.
And now redundantly, didactly, with warmth and sweetness of light: Thank you. We can heal the earth, one person at a time. Take care of the earth and she will continue to take care of us.