It truly is hitting me. Yet again. This feeling of becoming overwhelmed. By the mass of details coming at me. Green details, and feedback on not so green information. It seems that everyone’s got items to say, to report, an initiative they are functioning on, participating in, a awesome post they discovered, that somebody else wrote. There is conflicting data coming from different fronts, about the doom coming, or not coming. Organizations are striving to organize, into communities of souls, scattered over the land. Al Gore’s received some thing up his sleeve, but we don’t know what. Could be a lot more green and that’s it, or much more green with a political twist. Environmental news are coming every minute on the feed. I am feeling dizzy, anxious, tired, uneasy, anxious, torn, unsure, restless, powerless, frustrated, a total salad of nasty feelings. With dark images to go with. I wrote about the Large Monster just before. It’s there once more, engulfing me with its sliminess, and its unsightly claws. There is no acquiring away from it. Maybe if I sit for a minute, I will calm down.

A little while in the past, I read through Matt’s post in 21st Century Citizen. He says he is not afraid. I am. I can’t stand so significantly left to opportunity. I am one of those individuals who is insured for almost everything. There is no insurance coverage against international warming. The only thing that would appease my fears, is the understanding that we have grasped the difficulty, and we know what we are undertaking, and there is some variety of master program we are following. How do you get a whole planet to act in unison? I need to have a sense of buy. Not the current chaos, with lots of men and women agitating in numerous directions, all fairly much striving to do their factor. Right here I am creating this weblog, also making an attempt to do my factor, just like hundreds of thousands of other individuals. Site Action Day represented a feeble attempt at unity. I am still not calmer. Want to still my thoughts, go with my breath.

Train roaring. Clock ticking. And then silent residence . . . ‘Do the operate, it will teach you’. The words from my art instructor, David Middlebrook, come to me. Could it be that I am feeling overwhelmed, because I have been too much in my head, considering and writing about answers, rather of going out in the world, and doing my perform as a green citizen? I do truly feel the need to have to act, much more and much more. At a minimum, I can do my share and follow Green Guru (that is my husband)’s footsteps. And then, the query. So what? if the rest of the planet does not adhere to, what difference will it make? I preserve going back to that very same question. And once again the danger of contemplating too a lot, of attempting to take on the challenge of the planet, and imagining remedies? I need a getaway from my thoughts.

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