Abundance isn’t Gluttony

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I’m absolutely amazed as I look around on the freeways. They’re packed with nice, new, gas guzzling cars and trucks. I’m all for new, nice and abundance. We live in the land of plenty. Is it abundance? Is it gluttony?

Then, there are people uncomfortable with gas prices, but not willing to boycott oil companies, even for one day. Do they fear their stock may drop—and they think they won’t have new options for investments? Is it because we’re a rich nation? Or are we, the people, apathetic?

Are you paying .10 for a plastic grocery bag yet? This has been common practice for years in Ukraine, other European countries and the South Pacific—and these are only the countries I know of first hand.

Q: How do you tell an American traveler in a foreign grocery store?

A: The American shows up without a grocery bag, and is shocked when charged for one!

We claim we’re doing our part to help, if not save the environment. We all have our re-usable bags. They’re left in our car, but we have them. They’re cotton, plastic, or nylon. We’ve get them through event give-aways and donation recognition. They’re cheap, yet a statement. Are we slowly replacing paper and plastic with material bags of multiple color and size, made in China, to be left at home or in cars, later for the thrift store or land fill?

We plod along—as individuals, as a nation—complaining, resisting, and then stand in shock, finger pointing, wondering how “they” got us into this mess. Do you want to mail a letter in New Zealand? Go to the gas station! (They’ve already closed their post offices. They didn’t argue about it for years. They swallowed hard and did it.)

We are a nation and world of igneous people. We will always find ways to replace and improve what doesn’t work. More isn’t always better—even the good stuff.

Find a balance. Today exercise a bit. Think a bit. Rest. Be good to you. Be good to those around you. Be good to those you’ll never know.

Hot Enough?

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In March this year, I heard every region in the US, except the west coast, hit record temperatures. 80’s and 90’s! I sat bundled up in Southern California. Another overcast day and 61 degrees.

Some people scoff at global warming, offering their rebuttal, “Maybe it’s caused by a natural chain of evolutionary events, not people.” Without knowing the absolute answer, would their life be so terribly altered by having a gas efficient, or gas-free vehicle? Sure, there are boats to be towed, and horses to be hauled. But the vast majority of what I see are monster trucks to haul lattes while talking on cell phones.  (Oh, I will try so hard to stay focused on my first point, not going off on the cell phone factor!)

We have the knowledge in this country to create a car that’s affordable, and runs without gas. Note: Not drilling or hydraulic fracking for more. Not needing more. We’ve proven cars can run on french fry oil! But no one dares stand up to big oil and say, “Thanks. You did us well, now it’s time to move on.” More than fifteen years ago, on World News with Peter Jennings, I heard of a mail delivery truck in rural New Zealand that ran on air. AIR. The postal worker said, “The problem is it’s noisy.” That was over fifteen years ago. I haven’t heard anything of the sort since.

How can it be that cars like this haven’t hit the market yet? Is it the oil companies? Stock markets? The car manufactures? Where’s the power of the people? We’ve lost it somewhere along the way. Sure, we’ve got rather pricy options with batteries that will end up in landfill, leaking—but don’t depress or side-swipe me. I’m still trying to stay on track after mentioning cell phone drivers.

We plod along, paying the .10 cents for a grocery bag. Would we remember to bring one of our many reusable bags if the store didn’t offer them? Would we chose a different vehicle if there were a (lack of) common sense tax? That’s not exactly fair, unless you’re a polar bear starving; drowning.

Having more is not about depleting anything. Have you ever been sooooo tired that you slept – and slept – and slept? It’s called restoring.

Our planet earth is calling for help. How will you help restore her?