And I experienced oh-my-god-did-I-read-that-correctly whiplash.
Seriously. Did I read that correctly?
Why that particular piece of bad news should be the one to push me over my inner edge, I don't know.
It's not like we are lacking in 'bad news' as far as the environment is concerned: dead bees, animal extinctions, ice caps melting, etc. etc. etc. etc.
(Alas, there is so much etcetera...)
Turn that TV off! I don't want to hear about the dying oceans!
Except, now, wait a minute...maybe I do...
I used to have a lot of reasons to justify my avoidance: it's too sad, it's too scary, the problems are too big, I can't do enough, I'm too shy, I don't even know what to do, and it's futile, anyway, so why bother?
But it seems the equation has shifted.
My personal hang ups < the need for active attention
Or to steal from Casablanca, for which you will need your best Humphrey Bogart voice:
My personal hang ups don't equal a hill of beans in this crazy world.
It's not that all of a sudden I'm less scared and more confident. I haven't taken any kind of Green Tonic that's given me a completely different personality.
I have just decided to let my cynicism or shyness or sadness or fear be as it is...and take action anyways.
So...I started looking outwards, looking for things I could do beyond the basics. Looking for information instead of hiding from it.
This blog is to document this 'looking', this learning, but I aim to do so with a light touch...
And I've done step one: ...going from eyes closed tight...to letting them open.
Now for step two...stay tuned and see my next blog post!