So…last week, I took a very large breath and looked at a lot of material regarding the Gulf spill with my heart wide open. It was awful. It was beyond awful. In response to the feeling of being spiritually punched repeatedly in the chest, I wrote the post that I am now reposting below. Then I took it down. I took it down because it was very raw, and felt too emotionally expository. But, I’ve changed my mind again (mercurial me…it’s been that kind of a week I guess…I apologize for all the reposting, y’all), so it’s beneath the cut. What inspired me to repost it? Two things. One, to remind myself and own my emotions. And two:
Sustainable cultures are not built overnight. Generations are required—not only for particular skills and techniques to be developed, but for the social and philosophical and spiritual values that underpin such cultures. We have lingered an extra hundred years in our adolescence, binging like teenagers: find oil, use it all up; get the most toys; get the most money. Profligacy has been our mark, and not in a sacred manner.
Amen. Grok rawness, friends and beloveds. Pray without ceasing.