Volunteer Letter: Kira
OK, so I just moved away from Tornado Alley and my best friend tells me about a sudden surge of tornadoes. We were roomies in Hays, although she still lives there. Apparently a tornado passed the small town but luckily they weren’t hit. After this I thought about Hurricane Katrina and I couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps, nature is attempting to balance us out, even possibly to further our own evolution(I know my thoughts are a little out there sometimes). Although, global warming seems to bring out a lot of spiritual speech about people being punished. I, personally, have a difficult time believing that. Nature is not an ominous terrorist, and the problem that we are having seems to be rooted elsewhere, something much closer to home.
After all, technology and economic demand are destroying the marshlands that protect the NOLA from the Gulf of Mexico. A political blame game and neglect kept the levees from being repaired for so long. I have a possible explanation for this but you probably won’t like it. If we love our neighbors before ourselves we run the risk of falling behind, of sacrificing our heartbeat for another. My anthropology teacher used to remind us that our basic instinct is to survive, and in order to do that you don’t need to be the fastest, you just have to be faster than the jackass who is about to be eaten behind you. In other words, our drive to get ahead regardless of who we step on to get there.
I can’t blame nature for this you know. That’s hardest part, because in truth, we need that part of us. Just like we need our compassion to help one another, to learn from one another, to embrace and create with one another. Yet, doesn’t that seem contradictory? Let’s build an empire, where we build off of each other, until the smart become too smart and the weak accept their fate. Let’s have a moment called peace when you do what I tell you and never look back. Let’s forget the past altogether when our ideals were strong and equality and faith meant hope, not disgrace. Was there ever really such a time?
The revolution of our minds is upon us, as it has been time and time again. The strong push the weak too far, the weak rise up through devastation and oppression. The idea of oppression enrages us, and devastation by war or natural disasters remind us that we are not invincible, but we are stronger together rather than apart. Imagine how the cycles continues from there.
How long until we get to change the beat of this dance? Has our development in all this time ever seen a new light? We like things to be fast but evolution, is slow. We build an empire, we tear it down, we add more people. We build an empire, we tear it down, we fight until someone else loses the power. The exchange of omnipotence continues until the life size game of risk has run out of maneuvers. Then one day a buzz begins to happen, and makes everyone touched shudder from the inside out. By now we’ve ravaged so much of this world, and we start to wonder if we’ve pushed it to the limit. We are faced with a choice in order to survive, learn and change or face the possibility that the next downfall won’t be about supremacy, but extinction. A sudden restlessness overcomes us and suddenly life no longer feels so random, especially when history proves that we’ve done this all before. We start to see the patterns, we start to feel them even. Technology seems cold, but it also offers a message that could be seen by more people than ever before: You are not alone. You are not the only one who sees the coincidences, synchronicity, number patterns and more. Spirituality rises in order to address the plummeting balance of hope.
We are counting on hope now because there is no such thing as safe. New Orleans could receive another flood, the Midwest could be blown to Oz, California could jolt itself into being its very own island. If we are truly survivors then we’ll have to fight, learn and change to survive anywhere, so we might as well do these things in the place we call home.
Just some thoughts,
Kira