Hopes and Fears for the New Year

Happy New Year, Friends.

Like everyone, I am glad for another chance to do some good and improve myself. I hope that the world will get better, not worse. I wish for more love, tolerance, respect, and husbandry of our world and each other. I look forward to doing more things fun, great, exciting, and productive. I pray that beauty will overtake ugliness and generosity will overcome greed.

But that’s not what I see. I see floods that threaten to overflow pits of toxic water at the tops of mountains, leaks and explosions of crude oil from pipelines and trains, radiation spewing into our oceans and traveling from distant lands to our homeland shores. Whether by water, land, or air, our greed and lack of caution threaten to overtake us. And they will. It’s just a matter of time.

I would rather be able to say “Happy New Year” with a free and light heart. And I do, in a sense. I say it in the sense that I believe I am doing what I should do to take care of myself, my family, those I love, and, as best I can, the Earth that is our home. But I’m not the only person in the world, and I can’t get to everyone. I wish I could.

I can only hope and pray that I can light a flame of curiosity and activism in others, and watch it spread, and see us work together to fix the mess we have gotten ourselves into. I want the Earth to live and her people to prosper. And that is what I am doing here on Facebook. Not hanging out. My presence here has purpose. I want to bring meaning to this life, because I believe it is worth saving. But I’m not sure we have the discipline to do what it takes to save ourselves from the trap we have created. Yet, for some reason, I keep trying. I must be crazy.

Hope is eternal, and human beings are not rational. I hold on to the thread of hope that human love will win out. I fight with myself everyday, asking, “Is it really going to make any difference what I do?” I guess, if I didn’t try, I would be as guilty as those who blindly and wickedly wreak havoc on the beauty and wonder of this place we have been given. It is such a wonderful place, or it was. I suppose I should be happy for what we had. They say to never look back, but soon, what we had will be the only thing worth looking at.

I hope we make it another year. I wonder how close we are to the last. The best I can do is the best I can do. I wish peace, new beginnings, and prosperity for us all, but more than that, I wish strength, courage and fortitude. We’re going to need it.

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