Respecting each season

I feel very disconnected. I feel as though our Stone Age ancestors (or even that not far back e.g. my immigrant  ancestors on their farm) had a way to live, a way of life that was meaningful for them. Respecting the seasons and each stage of life.

I generally feel that nowadays we live in the hyper-market. We can choose whatever lifestyle we want, whatever we can afford.

I feel very rootless. I was brought up with religion but I don’t really associate with that. I’ve tried other churches. I read quite a bit Carl Gustav Jung. I found a lot of meaning in Jung but I’ve not been able to replicate the connection I found in those books in real life.

I don’t think it would feel so bad if climate change wasn’t already upon us, tearing our societies apart. I put down a lot of the craziness in my own microcosm to the craziness in the macrocosm (the world at large). 

I just don’t feel like our societies have the cohesion to pull through climate change. Only a million migrants and Europe swings to the hard right. What happens when it’s 100 million?

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