A letter from Mother Earth who is asking to be healed.

My dear children,

I decided to write you because my whole body is deeply wounded by your careless actions. Can you imagine how serious the situation is? I am afraid that soon I become a deserted wasteland – not at all the beautiful Blue Planet I have always been.

The increased volumes of gases released by the burning of fossil fuels, land clearing and agriculture caused me in the last 50 years a sort of fewer – the global warming. Polar icecaps have started to melt, which in near future will raise the sea level. Consequently large areas like the Nile Delta; eastern seaboard of the United States and parts of Bangladesh will become uninhabitable.

Ozone-shield thinning was detected recently over both north and south temperate latitudes. If there is no ozone layer what will protect us from the destructive cosmic rays?

Did you know that more than 16000 species are threatened with extinction because of your recklessness? When are you going to stop harming endangered species?

You are aware that I am ill, but when are you going to start healing me? What are you expecting for? Only a disaster can motive you to involve in immediate and sensible actions? Are you going to do something reasonable only when my body is almost ruined? I want to be healed – not resuscitated!

I know that you have already discovered environmental friendly technologies. Why do you not use them?

When are you going to recycle all your rubbish? It takes so little effort and you would achieve so much by doing it.

The greatest favour I ask from you as a mother is to stop deforestation. Don’t you know that the forests are my lungs? Cutting trees for economical purposes is like selling pieces of your lungs for money. Can a moribund enjoy affluence?

Use plastic instead of paper for books or paperwork – a ll the forests would be extremely grateful!

Many times I wonder if you are the cancer which will destroy me or the children of stars who will conquer the whole universe.

I know that you are intelligent, but I wonder if you are wise enough to heal me. Will you act before my whole body becomes an endless desert?

Have mercy upon me: engage in all those sensible actions which will heel me. I am looking forward to seeing that moment. Please do not let me down! Heal me now otherwise you have to resuscitate me later.

Mother Earth, a worried and wounded mother.

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  • Lucy Lockett on Jan 22, 2007

    Beautiful letter!

  • danielutza on Jan 24, 2007

    It will take a lot of work to heal the Earth.
    Only if all of us contribute to this we will succeed.

  • Yvonne Rodriguez on Mar 13, 2007

    We were preparing a speech for a girl fouth grader student of mine , about this theme, thanks Victor for sharing this with us, we are connected in this situation too.

  • serenity on Jun 24, 2007

    Where do we begin? What is the point of one part of the body of society being forced to tightening its belt and live in want and poverty while the other part of the body is freely allowed to live in pleasurable excess?

    In all conscience can this excess truly be had as pleasure when the knowledge is there that this excess deprives another? That you are using another’s share for your own enjoyment? Is this not stealing?

    Before we can rightly ask that part of society which struggles and has little to reduce the little pleasures that they can afford, we need to first reduce the excess parts and then see what the balance is and share the burden and sacrifice equally. Last year we had hose-pipe bans to preserve water while the Water Board ignored their own leaky pipes – bit like trying to fill the bath with the plug out. We can begin for example with motor sports. The excessive amount of resources they use impacts heavily upon the environment – not locally but globally – and society, people can barely afford to drive to work these days let alone enjoy a Sunday drive. Should we not plead with these consumers and plead with the Government to plead with these consumers to address their conscience and for the sake of the whole – people and planet – to make a sacrifice on their pleasure. Making laws, enforcing laws only creates opposition and resentment, the only way is to appeal to the heart of the human being involved in this activity and offer praise and honour for their name and example if they respond, for these people require such feeding. The masculine role is to enforce law but the feminine way is to coerce and encourage to the right path and then to give all honour and praise and credit to the other, lifting them even higher in esteem than what they could have had in the previous activity. In this way it seems their own choice and is willing and lasting and character building. (The Mother is very skillful in her leadership – she leads from behind and all feel they have lost nothing but gained more.)

  • Serenity on Jun 24, 2007

    Poor, poor crippled Mother Earth
    bombed, ravaged, raped.
    True to her nature, still
    she tries to bring forth life -
    Poor, poor crippled children.

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