Gratitude Sunday: No Outer Limits

Gratitude * Sunday
Sunday’s heartfelt tradition.
A time to slow down, to reflect, to be grateful.
A list of gratitudes, our gratefulness feeds one another.
Quoted from Taryn Wilson
Joining the Gratitude Sunday Tradition at Wooly Moss Roots.

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Sunday Haiku
Fat snowflakes descend
quiet as death in the night,
pure white coverlet.

Sunday Musings
January happened so fast. Already into the first week of February and I’m paying so much attention I still have my Christmas tablecloth on the table. Didn’t even put on my white new-start-for-the-year New Year’s cloth on. I doubt I’ve jinxed anything by not following tradition, because the last year was so weird I can’t see this year being any different. Maybe I’ll put on the white cloth later in the year if it feels like a real new year.

For now I think I’ll drag my feet another week and put on a pretty spring tablecloth. Because I really need spring. I need flowers and bees and blooming trees. I need open doors and mild breezes and the smell of freshly mowed grass. I need spring.

Spring brings winds of change. If you’ve been paying attention we’ve been going through some big changes, starting last spring. I don’t have enough knowledge to say definitively we are experiencing some kind of harmonic convergence, or disharmonic divergence, or otherwise put some clever fancy name to this interesting time in history we are living through. Maybe it’s just an “oopsie!” But. I have the feeling we are in for a whirlwind of changes, maybe even a paradigm shift of changes. Take your place in line, then buckle up for the ride.

If we are going to survive the tyranny and oppressive leadership currently facing America we are going to have to be creative and use our imaginations. We are legion: more of us than them. The more important thing to remember is we are not at the end of knowledge; there are no outer limits of knowledge and new thinking. We don’t have to be in man-made apocalyptic end days if we work our way away from them.

In most communities, we know each other. Most of the people in our communities want and are working actively toward creative, progressive, inclusive, supportive communities, even in the poorest of areas. Do not believe the words being given to the awful state of the world by some factors who are orchestrating the awful state. We, the people, are working toward a brighter future after getting through this political hiccup. Hopefully the hiccup will not leave too large a blight in our history.

Ideas are important. Ideas come in science and in art. Art is created from imagination; science sets out to recreate ideas in the physical world and prove imagination can be functional.

For the length of time we have had modern technology, frankly, I’m surprised we haven’t made more progress than we have. I would guess it has to do with who controls the money. We can use this political disruption as an excuse to change many things.

For example: the size and power of batteries. They are still large, they are on the expensive side, and they have a limited energy/power life. Some of these elements, of course, benefit the manufacturer’s profit line. What if we ignored the profit line, re-invented the battery (while keeping them safe to use), making them smaller, easier to use, cheaper, and find it generates even more profit for the manufacturer? Wouldn’t that be a win-win?

Or medical technology. We’ve been watching Star Trek for 50 years now. Where are our tricorders, and biobeds, and holographic body scanners? The glucometer, for example, which measures blood sugar, has been available for home use for more than 20 years, yet remains clumsy to use involving many steps, many clunky parts, and a safe disposal unit for the sharps you have to poke yourself with to make yourself bleed. Where is the easy to read saliva test? Or a ball point pen sized unit that dissolves the sharps and has a USB at the other end to record your data on another device if you wish?

Or social policy. My grandparents never had health insurance. My folks didn’t have health insurance until after I left my family home. They paid for medical services and prescriptions as they went, and medical care was a reasonably affordable expense for all but the most extreme cases. Science created medical options; doctors were trained to be drug pushers, and insurance companies took the opportunity to be involved and found a niche for creating profit. The pharmaceutical companies joined right in there. We have an opportunity to re-create a system that serves all, while eliminating the insurance company middle man, and still creating a profit for the medical and pharmaceutical industries. I don’t have space here to lay out my whole idea but I bet if you put your mind to it you can imagine what I am thinking. It involves funding real science and separating the collusion of Big Insurance and Big Pharmacy and Big Agriculture.

Or the calamity of modern “food”. We already have movements toward local organic food, but we could be more aggressive with local policy, requiring gardenable spaces in urban areas. An amazing amount of edibles can be produced in a small area, especially if you are able to create a community of many hands. When you have community investment it makes the work easier for all.

Local organic foods will mean eliminating fossil fuels as a source of energy. Don’t panic! There are plenty of alternative energy sources available and I’m imagining many more we haven’t thought of yet, and I would give my best guess they can still generate a profit for those who need it, maybe even raising the standard of living for our communities as a sweet side effect. I won’t start on progressive alternative energy sources. We’ve already got a good start but for the insistence of the dependence on fossil fuels. Most of us know in our hearts fossil fuel use is bad for our planet.

For all of the new imagining we need to remember old technology as well. We can remember it is safe, when certain clean handling practices are observed, to keep one cow on an acre lot (maybe even in an urban area), along with a few chickens beside a multi-family garden. We can remember, with safe handling practices, that cow can provide fresh raw milk, and the chickens can provide eggs with full proteins intact, and the garden can provide fresh organic vegetables for several families. We can remember the waste from the animals can be composted into fertilizer for the garden, and garden waste can feed the chickens, creating a bio-effective feedback loop. We can remember not to spray the grass the cow grazes on with commercial pesticides because the ambient eco-systems we create won’t need them.

It doesn’t do any good to help people with their health and wellness if an education is not provided, wasting natural resources of human potential. We have the tools, we have the money, we have all the ways to provide for both urban and rural area education, but a potential wealth of knowledge is not being nurtured because of inadequate applications in education. And right up to the top levels, our teachers can use better education and support. We can apply creative solutions here as well, like re-thinking the cookie cutter warehousing system currently in use.

It’s all connected and these ideas come from an old brain which is used to thinking in old ways. My grandmothers were born into a world of horses and carriages and lived to see a motorcar in every household. In my lifetime I’ve gone through a technological progression from land-line phones to pocket sized cell phones, from when we backed up computer information on cassette tapes and played text games without graphics with each other by modem with intense time lags between plays, to digital mega-giga-bigga-and-bigga-bite thumb-sized storage units for backing up information and games online in real time with movie quality graphics.

Our youth will think of new solutions. They will create new knowledge. We can use new knowledge to keep the best of the old knowledge and improve the old. Occasionally the old knowledge isn’t valid anymore, but for sustainability I think we’ll find many of the old ways are good.

We will survive this hiccup through change. Too many of us understand empathy and compassion. Even though some of us didn’t change the Christmas tablecloth yet, some of us did. We can only move forward; we cannot go back. I don’t want to hurry time along; I want to enjoy each day as I can. And to make my mark on each day as I can. I’ll change my tablecloth soon and I’ll be creative. I have to be. First I have to find the table under all the stuff before I can change the cloth.

Color Watch – colorful attractions in my neighborhoods this week – Spots of orange-red rose hips. dscn7233 A green backyard discard awaiting the recycle bin softened with white snow. dscn9749

Current View – {These are only my opinions about movies and books, but don’t let me stop you from trying these reviewed items yourself; your opinion may differ.} The Break (La Trêve) (2016, not rated TV series) a mystery in Belgium, in French with English subtitles, and glad for it as my French is 9th grade rusty. A small town reveals its secrets after the murder of a young African soccer player. * Houdini (2014, rated TV-14) with Adrien Brody, a theatricalized mini-series version of the illusionist’s rather tragic life.

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Currently ReadingAll Over Creation (2003, fiction) by Ruth Ozeki. Ozeki explores seed and family preservation, from diversity to monoculture and back again. * But What if We’re Wrong: Thinking About the Present as if it were the Past (2016, contemporary culture) by Chuck Klosterman, a series of essays posing questions about how the past informs the present and how that may affect or reflect the possible future.

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This week I have been grateful for:

  • A vast sky that looked like a giant hand had thrown wet white silver streaked splotches of spongy cloud onto a pearly gray water colored surface.
  • The skill of storytelling. The art of writing stories down.
  • The imaginations of other people.
  • Recognizing how hard it is to admit to limitations.
  • Getting some paperwork done and filed.
  • Starting a second phase on a project. Good to see progress.
  • The son taking the boxes of Christmas decorations out to the shed. Watching the hubster doing a happy dance in the recovered space for a silly minute.
  • Rocks. I don’t know what it is about rocks, but I like them. Landscaping that has rocks has me poking around with my cane looking for interesting pieces, though I try not to steal other people’s rocks. And the beach? Rock heaven.
  • The selection of glass Pyrex baking dishes in assorted sizes to fit any project. Because you never know what you might want to cook up. Worth buying at garage sales or thrift stores. I like the clear ones.
  • Exercising or resting when I need to.
  • Paying taxes that support a public library system available to all citizens of the county I live in.
  • Pulling into the driveway after a trip out into the public and finding Wild America: little birds playing in my mud puddles and a squirrel lounging by the fence eating nuts and then running frantically, dashing and dancing away like a cartoon squirrel, when he saw the rig.
  • Water.

Hoping you have a lovely week.

Namaste. Peace. Blessings.

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Floral ribbon border by Laurel Burch

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