May Day or Mayday!
Choices don’t always lead to second chances.
“We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special.”
Conscious awareness swamped my spirit on May Day 2017, a day when workers and kids the world over were celebrating spring, singing and dancing around a May Pole. However, my spirit was neither dancing nor singing as my inner voice, one that usually whispers in my dreams, was screaming “Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!” The headlines that day sent me reeling, and knocked down by a wave of insanity I realised why it was urgent to take this work to a new level and the risks of doing so. Multidirectional tsunamis of change continue to slam the shores of our existence, and while the damage is obvious, the extent of the devastation has yet to be revealed. Shakeups, emotional quakes and mental shudders are starting, and it is clear that if humanity is to endure, it’s time for humanity to turn around and run for high ground, the only place we find the perspective desperately need to determine the clearest path forward.
Today the Doomsday Clock says it is 2 minutes before Midnight, the day our ride on this glorious planet comes to an abrupt end. Instantaneous, fast, or prolonged it will be painful. As Gaia heals —remember, she doesn’t need us— she will only carry a few survivors. Every day it becomes clearer how arrogance and greed are taking us ever closer to the cusp of failure, the bleeding edge where all it will take is one person’s narcissistic act for the masses to be extinguished in a singular and epic moral failure. Life is a glorious experience. Ignorance isn’t stupid; it’s ignoring the fact that one ‘bang’ has the power to reform our starstuff once again, carrying us into our mysterious ‘Next’. Personally, I’d like to continue this journey a while longer and am willing to do whatever it takes to make sure the Children —who are the future— have the opportunity to do the same.
What about you? Do you find it reprehensible that your fate may be perpetrated by a few morally corrupt individuals? Why are we so willing to put our head in the sand and ignore those who don’t realise or care that they’re signing their death certificate as well as that of their children’s and their children’s children?
I’d really like to hear your response to the following question: What are you choosing today that will become your legacy?