Strip Mining, Environmental Abuse and what you're doing to your Self
Take all the connotations that come with the term "strip mining" (and if none come to you, let me offer mine: caustic, unsustainable, polluting, careless, reckless, ruthless, inelegant, crude, unrestrained, etc...) Anyway, take all the connotations that I just asked you to adopt and consider the way we EXPLOIT ourSELVES - which is, after all, a resource in it's own right.
It's easy to go at yourself, your future and your potential in a way that is far too ruthless, far too "linear". After all, a strip mine is too straight a line between A and B. A - we need resources, B - they're in the ground so let's rip everything and anything to shreds that stands in the way. In comes the heavy machinery, the earth is cleaved open with no regard for the havoc it wreaks in the mean time. Bare, scarred landscapes of waste. Ecosystems destroyed. Rivers poisoned. The system of local life itself spent beyond a tipping point. The resources weren't extracted, they were bludgeoned into availability.
There are sustainable and unsustainable practices of extracting your personality resources. Some of us need to pull back from the very edge of who we are and live in a more sustainable zone. Have you cleaved open new pools of energy to be ripped from your core? Are you replacing resources at a rate greater than what your obligations drain? Are you bleeding unwanted side effects to tint everything a shade darker? Are you more fully alive today than last year - and will that trend continue? What are your sources of joy? Or is there only obligation, duty, deficit, running to fall behind and the relentless pursuit of "more". If it doesn't work for the systems of life around a strip mine, why would it work for the system of life around you?
6 Comments:
Funny you mention this topic because I am sitting in a hotel room in ?Shrumberg? which is 15 minutes away from Willowcreek (my personal Mecca)when others are at a service that I paid big bucks to be at. It has been my dream for a while to visit Willow, but now that I am here after a real long month (mom got real bad cancer/hired on at a church .8hr/graduating school/involved in a potential job offer at my other dream church/speaking)I just had to stop, my body is falling apart.
Just glad I did it before I read your blog so I dont have to feel convicted.
miss you in Edmonton
Justin
By Anonymous, at 9:22 PM
Wow
By CSW, at 6:08 AM
Good post. Balance is certainly something I have attempted to move towars after...engineering physics. Boy was that a strip-mining operation or what eh?
By Josh, at 10:36 PM
An interesting way of looking at it. So often it seems like when life is tearing at your 'resources' it's easy to look to the next break/breathing point as if focusing on that is what will keep your head above water (currently graduation in 2 mths.) But I have to ask myself if these 'burst' of "it-doesn't-matter-what-the-heck-I-do-as-long-as-I-accomplish-what-I-need-to-in-X-amount-of-time" are healthy first and foremost (which I can tell you they're not), and going to control the rudder of my life for the next 60 odd years...
Strip-minning, eh? It sure makes it sound a lot unhealthier.
Aside: My pictoral association with stripe mining: http://www.landliving.com/articles/0000000894.aspx
By Anonymous, at 1:57 AM
Yeah - I have a new goal: to not need holidays by the time I get them. How much of a rip off is it to only have gaps between the work when you catch your breath to a minimum and plunge back in. BTW - that picture is one heck of a garden tool.
By CSW, at 6:05 AM
That Giant Bucket Excavater is hella cool. Wow!
By Josh, at 10:20 PM
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