calory

Someone told me that they admired my enthusiasm for environmental lifestyle changes. I don't know if I'd want to call it enthusiasm. I think I'd rather place it in a mixed category of caring and fear.

I think, that if you REALLY love your children and those who will be left behind when we die: how could you NOT care about trying to create a better world? Isn't it part of worrying for their future; to think about what world they will have to live in? Will it be a world dominated by natural disasters and famine, or will we find something functional, just to hold on a little bit longer? The way we're currently going, even I am afraid that I'll have to experience starvation, or waddle through the next natural disaster with my dying child in my arms.

I think, that one of the reasons why humans can't seem to grasp the severity of our situation, might be because it's all happening on a too big scale. The consequences aren't right in our face just yet. "I can't smell any greenhouse gases. The shop shelves are still fully stocked. Ice is melting in Antarctica? Won't affect me on my backyard BBQ tomorrow".

Except that it might, as soon as the golf streams sends Europe into another ice age, & the weather has created a hurricane ripping thousands of life's into shreds. And sent your damn BBQ tongs through your eyes.

No one knows how fast it'll happen, and I can only pray that it won't happen while I am alive, but the fact that climate changes will fatally distrupt our civilization is overwhelming. Maybe it won't happen during my lifetime. But even that there's a single percentage chance that it might, is enough to keep me trying to be part of the change.

 Understanding the severity of our situation is absolutely. terrifying. Some days, I wish I just didn't think about it. But it's always there, hanging over my head like a dark cloud, questioning if it's even possible to do right at all, in a world built on ever-growing waste.

So if you're still calling it enthusiasm, I won't try to change your mind. In some ways, I guess it could be. Personally, I'd rather call it part fear, and sacrifical care for my future children. I just know I won't be able to bear even the thought of them starving to death, being crushed in an earthquake, or drowning in a tsunami, because I wanted to live conveniently during my time.

Realisation of the connection between our desire for convenience, & our man made destruction, sends absolute terror through my spine. And at the same time, keeps me motivated to keep trying to find new ways to improve my sustainability in this world. It's a damn hard puzzle tho.

God knows it's hard to navigate between all information and do right. I mean, what even is right? Can we find our way out of this maze? We have created so many layers to get lost in. But we gotta at least try. For the sake of the loved ones we'll eventually leave behind 🌍