I almost went through the whole day not realizing it was Earth Day. As I came down from the mountains at Chataqua Park in Boulder, a normal Boulder-type Earth loving bearded guy stood near the road with a big sign reminding us and yelling Happy Earth Day. He chose to make it his purpose to remind us all to remember to celebrate the Earth today.
I don’t know that I really did anything special for the Earth today. I don’t think I drove less or unplugged more appliances. I’m not really sure that I ate local although I did have lunch at my friend’s house and that’s pretty close to home. Did I celebrate the Earth or show her any more love today? Not really.
However, what did the Earth do for me today. I think that’s the point. The Earth does for us. What do we do for her?
I am so incredibly fortunate to live in Boulder and to be able to be so close to nature. When I needed a break today, the Earth was there for me, no questions asked. I went on a two hour walk in National Geographic-picturesque surroundings. I soaked in the sun. I witnessed the insane abundance of tulips and daffodils running rampant. (As a native of the tropics who never experienced Spring or flowers that bloom other than orchids, I can’t tell you how amazed I am when the flowers come up each season. I’m like a child in disbelief. I know my friends are sick of me saying, “look they’re here again!”) I literally climbed a mountain and then descended into the glorious green valley of Chataqua park where dogs ran and frisbees flew. I walked through a postcard and the Earth held out her arms and abundance and said, enjoy!
The Earth is here for me, for all of us, all the time and I think she’s getting pretty tired of showing up for us when we don’t show up for her. I know that because of where I live I share the same glazed expression of gratitude that many Boulderites glean. However, I know that I’m certainly to blame for not supporting her as much as I can.
I was in Thailand in November and loved living so simply. I stayed in huts with one light and no flushing toilets. My footprint was so minimal when I ate what the fisherman caught and limited my water consumption to the few seconds I could handle the ice cold water in between soaping up.
Now I’m back living in America, driving my Honda. Yes, I get tons of miles and my husband runs biodiesal in his truck, yet I know I can make a shift in even that. My road bike is tuned and race ready and I’m psyched to ride it into town for work now that it’s nice. That’s a way to burn the calories I committed to this winter and support Mother Earth at the same time.
I commit to making sure that we will always continue to publish the game in the US on recycled fiberboard.
I commit to continuing to recycle all that I can, including my girlfriend’s clothes (a special thanks to Donna and Val specifically), and all of our leftovers unless of course they’re so old they look like they’re ready to don their own walking shoes and take themselves to the garbage.
And I commit to acknowledging the gorgeous surroundings I get to live in every day by celebrating them every time I see the majestic Flatirons, the scheduled splash of color and even (yep even after this winter I can still say it) a peaceful blanket of white. When I acknowlegde things and am in gratitude, it’s easier to create action for those things I’m grateful for because they’re first and foremost in my thoughts.
Hey Earth, Thank you for today.