Do we need science to tell us the obvious

That the oceans are filled with plastic.

Our favourite river from our childhood is polluted and the fish are gone.

The air in cities is hard to breathe.

Animals are becoming extinct.

The number of bugs that hit the windshield while driving is far less than we remembered.

And the weather is deranged.

Are we aware that people are choosing to exit life in greater numbers?

That is is hard to make ends meet.

That human trafficking, slavery, and exploitation exist even in the most affluent of countries.

And the number of refugees, people seeking refuge from impossible conditions, is rising.

Are we aware of the landfill, the mass of our discarded toys and tools, electronics and machinery that is becoming a serious issue of where to put it?

If we know these things do we need scientists to tell us that we are approaching the red line? Or indeed have crossed it. The koalas will say we crossed it some time ago.

Can we allow ourselves to feel the hurt of the burning forests and all its animals? Can we feel the struggle for whole ecologies who can no longer live as a result of our carelessness and arrogance? Are we able to feel the pain and despair of whole communities forced to move, to seek refuge, because their homes are unliveable?

Perhaps this pain, this overwhelming grief for the damage we are doing to magnificent nature, Earth, our creatures, is too big for us to handle, and so we block it and go about our business, pretending all is well. But the existential pain sits, like a sleeping snake, in the pit of our stomach, to rise and bite, and perhaps push us over the edge when we least expect it. This pain, like an invisible ocean, is killing so many young people.

Do we turn away and wait for a political response when we observe our politicians corrupted by big business invested in keeping the status quo, political parties weakened by the single desire to win the next election, dictated by terms that are contrary to what the people need? Unable to muster an ounce of bold visionary leadership, probably because they do not have it in the first place, and certainly evidence of a lack of the ability to see that we live on a living earth, where every single system is connected, where what you do here, even if tiny, affects the field over there.

Do we look to the titans of industry, to the so-called ‘leaders’ we have revered, who have profited, and still do, off the backs of humans, our Earth? Who profess that technology will save us. And as it does, they will make a killing. (The chosen language to describe outrageous financial gain.)

The future rests in our hands. We, the people. 

Our task is not to fall into endless debates about what to call the problem, and who or what is to blame.

Rather, to turn and face a future we want to see, to design and build that. To begin at home, with ourselves, with the deepest recognition that we are all part of the whole, what we do even in the minutia counts. 

The butterfly indeed flaps its wings in the rainforest and we get a typhoon on the other side of the world.

To fall madly, wildly, deeply, passionately in love with Earth, with the sky, the Oceans, all of our creatures, ourselves, humanity. To walk each step as a sacred act, grateful for the ground that holds us. For the ants who matter. For bees. For our koalas. For our children’s future. For love, beauty, reverence.

This is the work of Syntropic Enterprise. To design, create build enterprises that consider the whole, the future well-being of all. To leave everything better.

No more rearranging deck chairs, let us build new boats. Let us do so wholeheartedly, bringing our infinite love, care, compassion and synergistic capacity to this task. 

November 27th 2019

Photo taken November 27th, 2019