People say I see the good in people too often, that I am naive, that I believe too much in our people and our world. I pretty much believe in unicorns, fairies and that there is good in everyone. Yes guilty as charged.
I want to believe in people because when you believe in the good you see the good. When you believe in a soul they rise; when you give people the benefit of the doubt they sense this and when you see their hearts and that there is a good; they come through and shine. I refuse to change this simple heart-led view of people and the great capacity that we all have for change.
If I am battling to see good I take to my journal just like this morning and twist my heavy heart into a positive one.
Some days it’s a challenge to see the good however, I won’t lie; and today is one of them.
Spring is here and after my quick journal and intention setting I set off on my mountain bike. Call it a meditation of sorts because the beauty and wisdom of the universe comes to me in chunks and this is freedom, escape, immersion in nature. On my mountain bike it is NOT training; it’s a way to see the world.
The day was beautiful as you can see.
And then I got to Keeper Hill which I knew was going to be a bit of a heart wrench because they are currently felling in the forest and it looks like the apocalypse. Keeper Hill is my stomping ground; it always has been. I have biked, hiked, horse ridden and run this mountain since I was young and before you saw another soul on these trails.
I feel so sad to see this beautiful place demolished by the felling, polluted by the machinery and trash from the trucks and machinery everywhere. I felt so upset to see what humans do to nature, never mind that the 1/2 foot deep muck tracks that made it too tough to bother going to the first summit.
So on I pedaled and had a talk with myself that nature will right herself and the forest will heal and then I saw this.
This is not the first time I have witnessed such outright disregard for the woods; there is a dumping and litter problem here and of late I have even seen animal carcasses. It is not only the forestry workers that leave a trail of rubbish but the walkers, cyclists and hikers. And then there is this blatant dumping. It is getting worse. This was almost on the road; the people dumping didn’t even care to try to hide it (which isn’t much better).
I feel so angry. I feel disgusted. I cannot understand. Can someone help me understand how this rubbish magically cleans itself up?
No, it is here and it will stay here for YEARS. Unless someone magically appears this rubbish will stay here along with the other rubbish. I only wish that unicorn I believe in could magic this away. That is not the reality. Dumping persists; for a very long time.
I cycled on…
The rubbish doesn’t stop here. It is along the roadside, it is dumped in the bog, it is thrown out of car windows by ignorant selfish people who just like me that live in nice tidy homes. But instead these people cannot be bothered to even think of the consequences of their actions. If you are a runner, walker, or biker you will know what I mean because you can see the trash everywhere. Bar wrappers, cola bottles, energy drink bottles, coffee cups, lunch wrappers, plastic… it is everywhere and it is worse than I have ever seen it. It is in every hedge of Ireland.
Then there is the dumping. People intentionally driving to our beautiful Keeper Hill to get rid of their shit, or driving to Annaholty bog and getting rid of stuff there.
I feel so heartbroken for our beautiful countryside. Visitors to Ireland must think that we are disgusting; a let down for humanity and I agree.
So what can we do?
PS quote from the universe before the travesty ruined by vibe
Quality of life is not made richer by more money. Money and things only buy the shortest of satisfaction.
Once we are fortunate to meet our bills and expenses quality of life is enriched by experience, people, play, good health and freedom.
Make wise choices.
Choose wise beliefs…
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