For every thought, deed or action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Welcome to life in the dualistic, karmic world. Therefore, the September 20th blog "Same Shit, Different Day" sits perfectly in a mirrored universe.
The thought du jour comes from a memory that haunts me when it haunts me, imprinted on my brain thanks to the all-powerful medium of film. In a documentary about the Holocaust, an elderly female survivor recalls a beautiful spring day in the French countryside, home to the Catholic boarding school she was attending. The flowers were in bloom, the blue sky was filled with puffy angelic clouds, and the tall grasses were waving in a soft spring breeze at the edge of a virgin forest.
She loved this dewy morning; as a Jew being passed off as Catholic, she felt safe from the human carnage that raged around her oasis - until a convoy of Nazi soldiers roared up the circular drive to her school. Some local rat scum devil had reported her.
Surviving Auschwitz but without a family to which she could return, she exhibited a rare survival quality that enabled her to start new life without staring vacant eyes. What struck me most were the visuals of her former chateau-school, still intact and filmed 50 years later on a beautiful spring day. Global warming had not yet ruined spring in the French countryside.
How could such terrible events take place under sunny skies and warm breezes, Mother Nature at her best? Why didn't the earth cry out, rumble and shake, or hurl bolts of lightening from her thunderous heights? And how could she continue radiating her beauty when the creatures inhabiting her body were so behaving so heinously?
Looking on the bright side, us human predators may kill each other and try to kill Mother Earth, but she will survive and rejuvenate long after our species has passed on. The powers of life on planet earth are mighty...and if we learn to tune in to her magnificence as she floats through a vast galaxy, we too could shine like the sun and bloom like the flowers on a spring day.