The Winds of Change

 

We walked, people of all ages

and a dozen big goofy, happy dogs,

from the trailhead, across the tombolo

to Ts'ix-wat-sats,

just before sunset.

“Despair is an indulgence,”

Joanna quoted.

“Let’s set our minds towards hope.”

We walked, mindfully,

single file, and I pondered.

I have been discouraged.

What could I bring back

to the communal discussion

that was about hope?

It came to me, like the silver gleam

on the shimmering sea.

The shamans say

we are at a critical moment

in the evolution of the soul

of this planet.

As awareness of climate change

increases, we begin, of necessity,

to evolve.

This is, if we will it,
a transformative moment.

The people – we, ourselves -

can make the evolutionary leap

beyond those who are fixated on money.

It is within our power – our possibility –

to move with the winds of change,

creating other ways of being

with the earth

than the old, tired ways

of fossil fuels and death,

of rich billionaires, despairing others.

The soul of our planet is on the cusp

of a Great Awakening.

The bad news:

Nothing will ever be the same again.

The good news:

Nothing will ever be the same again.

To share with earthweal's open link. Caveat: this was written in 2018 when there was still hope of a shift. Right now, Kelowna, my home town, where my kids grew up, is aflame. The entire North West Territories is burning and people can only be evacuated by plane because it is so remote. Whole cities and smaller villages. Wildfires across Canada. Way past the tipping point, and the climate events are coming faster than we can process. How are we to make a switch in the middle of responding to such devastation? Governments are still not saying Thing One about the urgent need to lower emissions. We saw during covid, how the earth responded to less plane and car traffic. Capitalism does not know how to change and the oligarchs won't. It is not looking good, my friends.