Is this our punishment or Earth's cry for help?
🥂 Wearing sequence and a lot of hope, we were ready to blow the doors of another year. We cheered upon a big dose of inspiration and champagne haze. Make it big and loud, 2020 is approaching, they said.
And then, under the firework covered fumes, we kissed and hugged while you were shattered on the dirty floor, drowning in tears, suffocating. We didn't check on you then, not ever. This is likely because we chose to be ignorant, blind, irresponsibly drunk.
🔥 We use you, abuse you, expecting you'll do this forever - patiently wait. And although you whispered, then knocked, we pretended we weren't home. Until you shook the grounds underneath our feet, let oceans get wild and fires outraged.
We continued ungratefully taking, robbing what's yours because the greed to have more has been cemented into our DNA, and therefore it's so hard to let go... Rejecting the signs that you too had enough, that you also bleed, and you too change.
We were too busy to listen, too consumed making a difference in the world by completely ignoring the world. Because in the end, we didn't think we need your blessings.
Yet the clock was ticking, and you kept spinning, trying to gasp for more air, watching parts of you vanish and die. All while we heartlessly went on chasing our goals and showing off our shells, thinking you'd understand.
After all, there's never-ending pressure to show up, perform, provide.
We thought we're too advanced, educated, and too cool to go back to the basics. We're too rich to live with little. We're too fancy to eat plain. But we're so big on the complaint.
But maybe you too had enough of being sad, devastated, and crushed. Maybe this is our time to wake up and see the bold message of your suffering, pain, and presence. Perhaps before we can save you, we shall save ourselves.
I couldn't help but wonder if this is our punishment or Earth's cry for help?
Is this a payback for our selfish sins or a tip of an iceberg for what's to come?
Because you know not all of us will survive. Many are being taken away too fast, too soon without us being able to say our goodbyes. This made us ill, worried, unsafe—the power we had been suddenly taken away.
You've taken it all in your strong veiny arms, holding it tight. You have chained our ankles to our homes and forced us to be. You've asked us nothing, but to pace around in our rooms. And there are questions and fears, and the dreadful burden of being ourselves.
🙏 Nevertheless, in this vagueness of the future, I'd like to be fierce in my faith stronger than I ever have. I want to revisit my tenderness and open the doors of kindness to those that need it the most. I want to awaken my consciousness towards how I was put on this Earth to give. And most of all, I'd like to take upon responsibilities we're all given, just forgotten to practice.
This isn't about today and tomorrow. This is about forever, for as long as we live and are allowed to breathe.
🙏 Because the truth of the matter is, these inescapable circumstances are urges to awaken our senses and fulfill our roles in departments of humanity. We are no longer invited but forced to step in and become aware members of the world, maximizing our gentleness, opening our hearts. Changing our ways, and above all, taking care of the planet, so in return, it can take care of us too.
But for now, for the first time in our lifetimes, we're asked to participate in a life-changing cause to save lives by doing nothing but staying put, still and present.
💓 And just like that, I am beginning to write my vows: I never promise to be a perfect human, but I promise to be more caring, conscious, and present, blessed with far more than I've ever acknowledged. Who has unshakable faith that this too will pass and life will resume as normal.
