Our Earth mother has crystal blue eyes but she has cried bitter tears. She has blazed in fury. She has shaken in anger. She has tried telling us gently that this is not the way to behave, but did we hear her?
My screensaver is a photo of two of my sons, their wives and my four grandchildren at Heathrow airport. They were on their way to Canada for Christmas. Looking up at our skies now, there are no vapour trails. There are no great sky buses zooming the affluent to exotic holiday destinations; no suited business folk collecting their air miles and expenses as they shoot about from one meeting to the next; no politicians off to discuss global policies. Grounded.
This is surreal.
It’s a harsh punishment, Mother. Some of us are dying. Did we expect eternal life? Have we lived too long? Some of us are being stretched to breaking point in order to relieve suffering and keep things going. Why must they share the punishment? They are dying, too.
Have you simply had enough of us, Mother? Have we rampaged and ravaged too much for your patience to withstand? Have we made too free with your indulgences, disrespecting your gifts, discarding them discourteously? Are we the children you are ashamed of? You have many other children and we have bullied them, abused them, killed them, eaten them, driven them to extinction.
We do know how to love.....when we remember to do so properly and unselfishly. Is there another chance for us? Are you prepared to let us say sorry and promise to do better next time?
Is there a next time?
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