we are One - silver lining #8

When pollution levels sink drastically in Beijing, Delhi, Detroit and Los Angeles as a consequence of the worldwide shutdown of human activity, we know we are One.

When our federal government hordes ventilators instead of distributing them to those states that need them the most, where you or I might need one, we know we are One.

When fear of a virus shuts down economic life on the entire planet in an effort to prevent it from spreading and overwhelming the hospitals where you or I might need to get treated, we know we are One.

When we experience that the virus cannot be prevented by a wall, but is invisible and can lurk in you and me, infect you and me, we know we are One.

When money can’t buy restaurant visits or travel because everything is shut down, when money can’t buy cleaning or nanny or hair or nail services for fear of contagion, the affluent may understand that we are One.

When the recession hits everyone, we know we’re One.

When toilet paper is unavailable to everyone, we know we are One.

When the virus makes the rich and famous as sick as everyone else, we know we’re One. 

When we see how fast nature can heal if given the chance, and how fast we can act when we must, we know we’re capable of healing our planet and our broken profit-over-people culture if we want.

 

 

we are soooo connected

The interesting thing about nationalism, borders, walls and NIMBY thinking (not in my backyard) is that their resurgence is happening at the same time as worldwide events shake us up to the realization that in the end we’re all connected across national borders as inhabitants of one shared planet.

Heavy petroleum use for energy production, transportation and industrial agricultural practices, ongoing deforestation, industrialized meat production, and single-use plastic consumption all contribute to pollution and climate change in a major way, not just where they originate, but worldwide.  

While the coronavirus is for the time being mainly a health concern in its country of origin, Chinese manufacturing is slowing down because Chinese workers are staying home under quarantine, and that affects economies worldwide.  

The Ethiopian Nile Dam that is supposed to bring one of the poorest countries in the world some much needed economic relief, is at the same time threatening water supply, farming viability and livelihood for the one hundred million Egyptians living downstream.

Borders and walls are physical representations of a limiting belief system.   Until we expand our consciousness, we will build walls, transport our garbage and recyclables to other countries, exit climate agreements, and send refugees back.  Change begins with you and me.

 

untethered

Without interrupting her tasks, my mother-in-law used to walk around her kitchen while calling people, tethered to the wall phone by a very very long cord.  As a teenager I used to sit on a stool in our hallway, trying to have a private conversation with my friends from the one central house phone that was plugged in around the corner in the living room.

Wireless and Bluetooth technology free us of those kinds of physical hardwired constraints, free us to take our cellphone and private (or public) conversation anywhere – in the closet, the garden, the street, the car, the subway.  The connecting is invisible.

Are we perhaps evolving away from such physical connections because our in-the-past-so-physical interpretation of the world is beginning to shift?  That thought intrigues me.    Telepathy and distant healing, reiki and other energy modalities, intent and the powers of creative visualization, all happen in the non-physical realm.  Are they any less real than our wireless cellphone connections or Bluetooth speaker transmissions? Does wireless technology perhaps signal the acceptance that the invisible is as real as the visible?

last post of the year

How was 2019 for you?  Was it an annus mirabilis, or rather an annus horribilis?  Or perhaps neither?  Either way, it’s almost over and in our thoughts we are making room for the new.  As we eat our last breakfast of the year, go to bed one or two more times, wind down our work year, and pause on New Year’s Day, we turn to the future, a year full of potential.  

What do you envision?   What would you like to experience?  What are your dreams?  I updated my vision board, which I see every morning when I come up to the office.  Vision boarding is a powerful tool to clarify your thoughts and wishes, and help manifest change – here an earlier post on it.  

Without dreams and wishes the universe doesn’t know what you want, hence can’t help you manifest it.  We are entering a new decade, may as well dream up some cool wishes for 2020 and the coming decade.

On a global level I strongly wish for a greater momentum on working with and facing the reality of climate change.  On a community level I wish for greater communication and understanding across the many divides we have created.  On a personal level I wish for greater kindness and gratitude.

What wishes have you whipped up for 2020?

 

your own madeleine

Before my daughter went back to college after Thanksgiving, she made the spice Christmas cookies from her German great-grandmother, my grandmother, to take with her.  Yesterday, my son, away at grad school, asked for that same recipe.  Those particular cookies, like no others, evokes the taste of Christmas for us.  They conjure up visions of sugar plums so to speak, or rather the flavors of German Christmas.

 Cocoa powder makes the cookies deep dark brown, they are covered with white powdered sugar glazing, and they combine the chocolaty aroma of the cocoa with the intense spice tastes of cloves, cinnamon, and nutmeg.

my grandmother’s German spice cookies

my grandmother’s German spice cookies

In his famous madeleine episode Proust describes how eating the cake spontaneously resurrects childhood memories from somewhere deep down in his subconscious. 

For me my grandma’s spice cookies evoke not only the taste of Christmas but also memories of her; for my children, who did not get to know her, these cookies have become the most evocative of all Christmas tastes.  Now that they are older, they both make the cookies themselves to travel back memory lane to their younger selves and earlier Christmases.

What is your madeleine?  What memories does it bring back in you?