Carroll Electric rolled into the neighborhood last week. With mechanically-armed saw blades whirring and spinning, they summarily cleared “their” right-of-ways of offending trees. Leaving the ripe scent and shock of countless destroyed cedars in their wake. Mission accomplished. Power supply preserved.
Frustration abounds locally at Carroll Electric’s management and operational practices. I’m none too happy with them. Still for the many of us not yet on solar they do keep the lights on, albeit with a profit-conscious heavy hand.
As I’ve mourned the lost trees and scarred hillsides, I’ve also wondered at my own profession. I do my best to treat my customers well, as living individuals, not numbers. But am I any less earth-destructive than Carroll Electric in my years of selling labor and resource-laden I Phones, Galaxies, Turbos, Tablets, Modems, Routers, DVR’s?
I have a friend who once declared that she wasn’t going to take up any job that would harm people, animals or the Earth. She was unemployed for a very long time. Indeed today’s economy essentially demands participation in a production/consumption lockstep that damages our planetary home and cuts ever so anonymously and lethally at our biological and spiritual connection with Nature.
I don’t have an answer for this circumstance. Except to claim and commit daily to a counter mission. To consume lightly. To place faith in Life’s abundance. And to direct effort, time, passion, and care each day into something that heals, inspires, and spreads hope. Something as small as touching the Earth and singing a prayer. Something as real as holding hands with a friend. As frugal as finding a $4 skirt at the thrift shop. As important as speaking truth that activates change. Something that calls one back into the center of the Heart. Into Wisdom’s Energy.