Originally posted by Navieko
I don't need to do anything about it. Change for the better is coming -- with or without my help. It's only a matter of time.
Well...I guess if you don't have an active hand in any change - no matter how small - aren't you then just a passenger, rather than participant in
the process of change?
Is therefore the resultant change just something left to others mixed in with a bit of chance...in which case I do hope any resultant *change* is one
of an agreeable nature to you.
At least by becoming actively involved you increase - again no matter how minute that may be - chances that any resultant change is change you'd want
or at least be happier with.
Cute, but that depends on what you call change -- what you define as "freedom".
I guess one of the most fitting people to make a call on what *change* is is the one upon whom any *change* was affected.
For instance - pop next door and ask my elderly widow neighbour what *change* they felt having me in their backyard yesterday afternoon mowing their
lawns, pruning their trees and weeding their garden - so that she doesn't have to spend her limited savings/income on getting in a Gardener any
more...instead she can utilise that money saved for paying for essentials or even enjoying her life a little more.
I know how she experienced that *change* as I found a freshly baked Banana Cake and 'Thank You' note on my back-door step when I got home from work
And I don't know about the others, but I'm quite confident in my abilities to realistically make it through such a scenario. I live in
arguably the most safest place in the world. In the last 8 years I've taught myself to become somewhat of an expert in living off the land. I don't
even need to stock food/seeds. I know the "bush tucker" -- where to find it/how to prepare it.
I live in a safe country too - New Zealand.
I was brought up in the bush from a very young age...taught how to find/hunt/prep/preserve food. Shown and taught about what natural medicenes there
are in the bush, where to find them and how to prepare/preserve them, what to use them for etc.
I was taught bushcraft, tracking, how to find/make shelter and live 'in bush'.
Certainly the bush is essentially a large supermarket with pretty much all you require there ready to be gathered - its just not neatly packaged and
I'm highly confident of my abilities to survive in the bush...having spent long lengths of time in bush - sometimes months at an end - with little
more than my rifle, knife and a small pack with a few essentials for food prep/gathering/preparing and shelter construction.
To me the bush is every bit *home* as the tinned roof and stucco walls I live in right now.
The reality for me is that if the world went to heck in a handbasket tomorrow I could snatch up my rifle, knife, pack and just vanish off the radar
into the bush... and survive fine enough.
However: The other reality for me is that I am a husband...I am also soon to be a Father. I am a son, a brother, a friend.
My wife isn't anywhere near as bush-savy as me...she can barely stand 'camping' if there isn't a flushing toilet!
My parents are elderly, my siblings are scattered around the country and one over in Australia..
I love them. They are part of me, my life.
So...yes...I could survive...but my question to myself is "would I want to?"
If any ensuring chaos meant that I was unable to see, to talk to, to hold my loved ones again...then I'm sorry, call it a point of weakness or
whatever...but I simply wouldn't wish to survive.
What a lonely existance that would be to me. There is far more to *life* than just living.
My problem is I believe we need to start from scratch in order to finally make this dream a reality. We just need the right mindset going
forward to make it work -- a mindset in which we've learned from our mistakes.
Personally I think we should perhaps try to clean up our mistakes rather than just erase them and start again.
I dunno...maybe its about responsibility. For whatever reason we may find ourselves in a mess...but maybe its OUR mess...and like any mess it gets
cleaned up by putting away one toy at a time.
The mess may have been handed down, we may well have had nothing to do with it...but hey, I had nothing to do with the beer bottle someone tossed in
the gutter next to my house yet still picked it up.
She ain't a perfect world...but ya never know, with a spit and polish she might just buff up nicely.
I've lost all hope in the collective mindset of today. Another chance is all I want to see.
You haven't lost hope in yourself have you?
You are every bit an integral part in any collective mindset as I am, or the next person.
I do hear what you saying about wanting another chance. I guess for me its not so much about whatever extra chance we ourselves get...but perhaps more
about the chances we give others.
Don't think we can ever underestimate a compassionate heart coupled with a focussed mind.