Sunday, May 23, 2010

Ecologically dreaming...

The point I am at now, environmentally, is to reconsider my ways of living, and how they affect the earth.

I tried the ecological test online about my footprint. I scored really badly, for every person living like me on the earth, we would need almost 5 earths! Even though I can count on my fingers how many times I have driven a car. Twice learning to drive, once driving for a man on a main road when it wouldn't start, once driving for a friend in the country when she couldn't see clearly, once around the country roads and off the road to learn to deal with spinning and control of the car. That's it. It's because I use things from new, not keeping things, even though a fair amount of my stuff is from second hand shops, but not all. Because you want things to work properly, and you want a proper thing to draw on, and you want a warranty for a laptop so you can get it repaired under warranty and insured.

It often becomes an issue of money. Affordability, or if you don't want to spend a lot of money on organic groceries because you won't be able to eat that much more, not like when you can buy vegetables and fruit cheaper. Or if the shop only has a few organic foods to buy fresh. It isn't a problem to buy organic pasta sauce or tinned tomatoes, but to buy the tomatoes fresh and organic is so expensive, or non existent in the supermarkets, particularly as you get further away from the city and suburban areas. Which is encouraging to some to buy seeds and plant organic, instead. Not me though, even though that is a dream. A dream because I have no established place to live. I rent or live at my parents. To transport plants in pots is hard because I have no car! And no licence to drive a car. Thus I am leaving that until I am established firmly in my own home.

Try the eco footprint test from the link below..
http://www.myfootprint.org/

Also I consider leaving it all and living from the basics. Making my own clothing, growing my own food, hunting for meat and fish, prawns, crabs. Living in a tropical place like Cairns Queensland and not needing to think of heating. Always with a source of saltwater to swim in, bathe in if necessary, bless myself in. Enjoy! Live the romantic life of nothing much. Pick mangoes from the sides of the roads. Not have to wear much clothing, except the envisioned white dresses made from recycled cotton. Recycled from the second hand shops clothing stocks, that are seemingly endless, although I never have seen any of the clothing that is seen on the pages of fashion clothing. Where does all of that go? When the fashion is over and done with? Where do all the hours of work put into creation give something back to the person who makes it? Where do all the dye washoffs go once they have finished dying pieces and bolts? Things like sequins, buttons, feathers, fur, wool, cotton, nylon fibres, things that fall off clothing and rendering it imperfect. Polluting the earth.
http://salvosstores.salvos.org.au/donate/

Were you ever wondering what happened to all your electronic equipment once it has reached its expiry date? I don't know where it goes myself. Okay I've looked it up. In Australia, a company called ewaste, which charges to take your computers, and other electronic waste to get it properly recycled, without it becoming part of the landfill soup.
http://www.ewaste.com.au/

A scary eco sci-fi novel about electronic waste and pollution I read last year is called Watermind, by M.M Buckner. The story is very adrenalised!! I don't want to give anything about it away..so read it if you are intrigued.
Watermind

I won't be leaving for Cairns tonight or tomorrow. I have to rid of the collection of things I have now accumulated responsibly. And then go freely to live the dream. It must happen this way as I have to deal with reality instead of ignoring it all and pretending I can live freely without having dealt with the loose ends first.

Buddha, God, and Ceridwen bless
Samantha Aungle

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