the devastating effects of climate change.
We are beginning to know
climate grief, anxiety, loss, despair.
Is climate hope possible?
It’s the Ides of March. I attend the School Strike 4 Climate in Sydney.
My body propels me there.
of my being
to join the throng of passionate youth.
It is a privilege. I am moved.
John Lennon’s Imagine plays over the sound system. Thousands sing along. Those who know the song best are the mainly older women supporting the mainly younger women who form the phalanx, the guts, the heart, the mass movement.
How can I not cry, given the presence of considered, compassionate youthful force, coupled with That Song? Lucky I’m not the mother or grandmother of a self-conscious teen, as my river of tears pours down, down, into our damaged earth.
My thirteen year old self would have said, ‘How embarrassing’, and shrunk behind a rock.
However, self-consciousness doesn’t appear to dominate the scene.
Amazing, inspiring young women such as Jean Hinchliffe, age fifteen, host the huge rally and speak with extraordinary clarity and strength.
They are the sensible ones.
They are the alert, proactive, reality-based ones.
The old, right, white, male politicians? The new old Roman emperors who loll and bumble on their hot beds of greed, corruption and inaction? Or even take retrograde, destructive, willful action on a large scale?
Do they care?
Do they care about the world, or not-world, they are leaving for their progeny?
I won’t bang on. This is Art and Soul Space, after all. A place of light, but deep sharing of creative connection.
Meaningful creative connection
permeates the rally.
See Jean’s TEDx talk here. Her talk begins after about 25 minutes of proceedings.
As she says, she and her colleagues
might be too young to vote,
but they are not too young to take action.
See an article by Mary Robinson (ex-president of Ireland) here. Climate Change Denial is Evil.
See Artists and Climate Change blog site here.
And the thousands of young women and men, the school children? They are considerate and polite, as well as fierce.
What is that sound?
No, surely not. Could it be
the tinkle, the rustle, the whisper
of Climate Hope?
with love, art and soul