Yesterday was World Cleanup Day and despite the COVID-19 pandemic the hope was that millions of volunteers around the planet would clean up the mess which humans create.We didn't venture out ourselves, but we often take a bag on walks so that we can pick up the inevitable garbage. mostly plastic, which we find along the way.
This year we've spent time on a beach in Prince Edward County which we walk early in the morning when there are few people. We inevitably find the mylar party balloons which seem to proliferate no matter how diligent we are in picking up the remains. From time to time we meet others who comment on our endeavour or are doing the same. They too notice the number of these balloons which because of the location of the beach may be drifting across the water from kilometres away.
When I searched for the appropriate balloon photo I discovered, to my chagrin, that most of the pictures showed people frolicking along with big bundles of balloons. Not only are they unsightly as garbage, they are deadly to wildlife which ingest fragments or become entangled in the colourful streamers.
As a Groundling, formed by the Creator and a creature amongst creatures. I feel that picking up the pieces of our irresponsible lifestyles is important. I also see if as a sort of meditative and even prayerful activity, with a note of contrition. Perhaps every day should be Cleanup Day, and we can "clean up our act" so that our waste doesn't sully Creation in the first place.
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