Once upon a time a woman dropped her most precious pearl into the sea. She started to scoop the sea water with a spade, one cup after another. A sea sprite came to her and asked: “when will you stop scooping up the water?” She replied: “When I have taken all the water from the sea and retrieved my pearl from the bottom.” Then the sea sprite retrieved the pearl and returned it to her.
What is our mission?
To save the world!
But that’s impossible.
Of course it is.
Except when you realize that all Life is impossible.
What are the odds that the exact egg and exact sperm would meet to make you?
What are the odds that the asteroid that killed off the dinosaurs would hit the exact spot that had enough sulfur to create a 10 year long nuclear winter?
What are the odds that RNA & DNA would get together to make Life?
What are the odds that the Earth would be covered in liquid water and that this water is less dense as a solid than as a liquid so ice floats, allowing the ice to melt once the warm sun returns and thus averting a permanent Snowball Earth?
What are the odds that the Universe even exists? – as current theory proposes that it came from nothing: no space, no time, no nothing.
All of these are impossibilities.
That is why the struggle – because Life always struggles (with the side effect that struggle has strangely led us to cooperate more and more as life becomes more complex) – to change from our murderous techno-industrial-profit with “economic growth at all cost” society that is obsessed with me me me and now now now is THE impossible task we must accomplish – together.
The change will happen, this socio-economic order will end – the only question is when and how. For you that means asking yourself: am I living my life as if I matters? If you matter, your mission is always to make possible – for others in other places and other times – Life.
So, get on with it and make the sacrifices that will not only save the future – but also save you from the narcissistic sociopathic materialism called modernity. You can do it, many others have. What’s the worst thing that could happen? You try but don’t save the word – but you do save yourself. That’s an offer you just can’t refuse.
My Two Best Friends
Yesterday I was walking down the street to the park
to feed the ducks with my two best friends
chatting about the sun and the rain and the wind and the trees and the ducks
and all agreeing that it was a beautiful day –
a perfect day for a walk to the park to feed the ducks.
Now this was highly unusual
because my friends and I don’t usually agree on anything.
perhaps you will understand this better if you know that their names are
Doubt and Uncertainty
Who create the space where you and I live
the space where wishes are still a remote probability
giving birth to a chance encounter in the deep dark night
where we are born of the “what could be” that is the Mother of all Being.
roll the dice
make a choice
both my friends, together, create a magic
an impossibility and a miracle
which is you
which is now
which is here –
and then the magic is gone.
back to our Mother
back to land of “what could be”
for all that is born on Earth would be impossible
were it not for my two friends Doubt and Uncertainty
for in the space they create are born Brother Possible and Sister Miracle
sun and moon, being and doing, up and down, joy and sorrow, birth and death,
knowing and not knowing
and it is they who make possible this miracle of my
walk to the park to feed the ducks on this far too perfect day
with my two best friends.
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