The Earth, nature, provides all we need, whether it’s food, medicine, water, materials for shelter and for our arts, perfect sunlight and the stars. But in the modern world, we’ve learned about, adopted, adapted to and live by the endless, cyclical insanity of “not enough” — a distorted epistemic failing, supplanting the otherwise organic human inclinations toward communal betterment, spiritual discovery and genuine self-improvement. The two ideas do not complement each other, and so, we suffer.
This strange, infuriating, exhausting, personally expansive, psychologically challenging, emotionally maturing and character alchemizing year has been one for the books. Perhaps you can relate.
Father Sun, Mother Earth, how complete is the nature of life. We cannot have a balance without the polaric dance, we cannot know contrast without the two. So, we suffer by the choice to ignore the obvious and plain, to gather and to extrapolate the grander essence of the vast expressions underneath.
There’s a lot of talk in the world right now, in September 2020, about a “second wave”. I believe this is yet another wishful, grand distraction, mobilized in an effort to further defer us from acknowledging the more prescient wave, however; the true emergence and infectious nature of what is happening on Earth is better aligned with our collective awakening, and the tsunami force of those tasked with exposing ancient fallacies, and clearing a path for the rest of us are, to me, the real Second Wave.
We’re a few generations in now to the unceasingly debilitating culture of restrictive ideology and unchecked identity politics. We’ve gradually eroded the institutions of the arts, sciences and education — which are today guided heavily by benefactors, politics and tuition fees; greed, hubris and myopic perspectives.