The Eventuality of Eating

2024.08.07

Good morning that wonderful way.

And here we are again doing our thing.

Feeling good.
Enough.

That's the trick.
Okay.

The best and most difficult of things to be is okay.
Just okay.

So, it's a blessing when we are.

A default state.
To just be.

Calm, steady and ready for the day.

So, being okay, now what to say?

Talk about the weather.
The rain.

It's steady.
Pulse, pat, pitter the sound of progress.

A slight, lightly tapped dinner bell for flora,
For fauna to eat eventually.

The eventuality of eating.
Quite a title.

Every drop feeds everything,
One Earth breath at a time.

Does the Earth breathe?

Part of the purpose of this blog is to bring awareness to the fact that the Earth has a spirit of her own, that the world is, like us, one singular working entity.

And that means spirit.
There's a way she works.

There's a holistic way to the spin of the sphere.

We recognize it, we take better care of her.

Like our own bodies, the planet has one, is one, when we decide to care for her as such, all life gets better, because Life gets better.

And it's cool.
Yup, that scientific word, cool.

It's no supernatural stuff to view the world as having a spirit.

It's practical.
It's necessity.
It's the way of things.

We learn her way.
We learn our way.

How we treat our own bodies works best for Mother Nature's body, too.

We spent so much time learning the workings of the human anatomy.
We have so much medicine as to help ourselves stand a few more years.

The reflection of which works for her, too.

Because it is her way.

What's lacking is application.

Did you know the earth has a heart?
Did you know she breathes?

Did you know she requires water and proper temperatures to stay alive?

We, at times, throw her into the street when she requires a roof.

The best climate for us is under roofs around 70 degrees.

Each part of the world has its own preferred roof, its own preferred temperature, its best house for her specific geographies.

The HVAC system in Antarctica is set for a different temp than the one in the Caribbean.

But it is set.

And should we sway one way or another too much she suffers.

A family in a house in northern Canada with its thermostat set to fifty degrees isn't going to last too long.
Isn't going to have the same quality of life as if it were set to 70.

A weak roof is a living room full of blizzard snow.

Straw and stick houses in the tropics don't survive big bad wolf hurricanes but make gluttonous pigs out of us for our shared neglect of the families there, when it's so easy to build a decent house these days.

Every shoreline is like a door.

Should it open too wide it falls off the hinges letting who knows what inside.

Too much rain for sure.
Too much unfiltered air.
Too much unwelcomed weather.

Civilization says Mother Nature has to keep her manners to get into our homes.

Her geographies say the same thing.

Each change in an ecosystem is a move to another house.

Geographic cultures blend together to bridge the two.

Too harsh a switch and the house doesn't know how best to treat its guest.

A culture clash for nature is a clash of titans.

That party brings down the house.

So, we make the systems, keep the systems kind, know their manners.

She is a spirit being.

Let's treat her as such.

Better her world to better our own.

S.J. Wynn
+he Ghos+