No, I did not skip out on my Environmental Science Class at Dartmouth University EdX this week. Suffice it to say there is enough fossil based fuel sources of power on the planet to allow us to continue to foul our own planetary nest, and challenge anyone’s positive demeanor.
But I also read this article which I found just so intriguing and appropriate to our blogging community of storytellers. Embracing the executive editorial power of this being my website, I decided to share this with you instead of a rant on fouling the planet.
The article speaks of the bringing together of studies in ecology, the physical sciences as they have been previously studied, and the wisdom of the earth itself when we as humans learn to listen with an open heart and consciousness to what the planet can teach us.
Those Listen to Your Mother moments when you are worried about money and two eagles dance over your head, the series of seven or eleven in the ocean waves lulling you into a beach nap, or the way that the planet so easily takes back New York City in “I Am Legend.”
We humans always have been and probably always will be storytellers. Whether we create our stories from the revelations of religions or the researches of science, or the inspirations of great artists and writers or the experiences of our own lives, we live by the stories we believe and tell to ourselves and others.
Story, in the modern world, lost its importance as we assumed that science could tell us the truth, while story never did. But science was long based on the assumption of a reality independent of humans – a material universe that could be studied without interfering in it in any way. When physicists discovered that all the universe was composed of energy waves and that every instance of our human reality was a wave function collapsed from sheer probability by a conscious observer, everything changed.
It meant that our world is produced in our consciousness – that realities are not fixed scenarios in which we grope our way about, but the ever-changing creations we ourselves ‘bring forth’ both individually and collectively through our beliefs and actions. In other words, a universe “more like a great thought than like a great machine” is more like a storytelling universe we make up as we go than like a stable physical reality in which we grope our way about.
The concept of Ecosophy reminds me of a form of Vulcan Star Trek Mind Meld between we humans and our planet, and I think that would be just grand.
I’ll be out and about visiting some of your websites and tell everyone about it on Sunday. Have a great weekend!