what i don’t want you to know: environment edition
I saw Interstellar this week. Which I highly recommend you see. Whether the science is right or the acting is bad isn’t what matters, what matters is that hopefully it will stir some questions in you.
Here’s the premise of the movie, Earth has run out of food except corn. Humanity is slowing dying off. And we have to go to space to find a new habitat.
I LOVED the questions this movie posed about human evolution, higher dimensions and love.
What I hated was the idea that we could let our planet get to a state that was that bad.
The reality is that many Americans have put their own comfort above everything else. We have excessively comfortable lives, and in order to make a change on Earth we will have to get a little uncomfortable. We can do it the way we want, or we can do it the way Earth wants.
Earth might be a little more dramatic about it.
The only reason intelligent Americans are still making bad choices is because of unresolved feelings. So instead of being another blog about “how to be a little more environmentally friendly” I want you to look at the feelings behind the habits you know you could do better. I’ll start.
1. I use plastic water bottles.
I refuse to drink tap water. I’m that sensitive and that snobby. I have local spring water delivered to my house, and I fill up my water bottle when I leave the house. But if I’m out for a long period of time, I’d much rather buy a bottle of spring water than refill my bottle with tap water. I’m very specific to only buy local spring water, and 99.9% of the time I recycle the bottle. Ultimately this is about not planning ahead. I could easily fill two reusable bottles. Often when I am getting ready to leave I’m distracted, probably by the interwebs. Instead I could slow down and add water to my list of out the door activities. To change, I have to get off the distraction cycle and focus on what are my priorities.
2. I use one to go coffee cup nearly everyday.
This one is pure laziness. I don’t have a dishwasher. And when I do use my own to go mug, I often forget to bring it into the house at the end of the day to wash it. I’m ashamed to share this and I’m worried that a bunch of people will comment and tell me I’m a jerk. This one has to do with planning also. Cups and waterbottles. AND SPOONS AND FORKS. Ok. I’ll do it.
3. I don’t know how to grow my own food.
I’d really like to be able to grow my own food, but I’m ashamed because I don’t know how. I don’t want to have to deal with the possibility of being judged if I ask people I know for help. I’d rather just go to the organic grocery store and buy what I need and get out of there without anyone judging me. I also feel like don’t have time, or space for that. I’m afraid if I try I’ll fail.
I could tell you the things I do to take care of the Earth, but that’s not what this post is about.
The point is the only way we will make a change is if we are willing to be uncomfortable and vulnerable. If we are willing to admit our faults and take responsibility for our feelings and our actions, maybe we will actually make a change. I’m not interested in a debate about climate change, I’m interested in talking about responsibility, connection and honesty. Let’s take comfort off of our list of values and replace it with connection.
The way you act, the choices you make effect every living being on Earth, now and in the future.
I believe in humanity. I know we can get over our convenience disease. I know we can transmute our pain into possibility. The possibility lives in you. What are you doing that doesn’t serve a healthy eco-system? Why are you doing it? How does it make you feel to face change?
Instead of debating whether or not the climate is changing, let’s talk about how we can reconnect to our roots. I’d prefer to reconnect by choice, not by the forces of nature. This is still in our hands but we have to act now.
I’m willing to do better and be uncomfortable. I’m extremely uncomfortable with this, but I will stop using plastic water bottles. Fuck. And no more coffee cups.
And who wants to learn to garden with me?