I’ve made a bundle of questionable decisions in my life, but I am so grateful that I everyday learn to be more conscious. Primarily conscious of our environment, of life, and how the effect of what we consume on a daily basis impacts on the life of so many – as immediately seen with the water crisis we have in Cape Town, and doubtless replicated around the world.
But I’ve also become conscious of how we treat each other, how we act as humans. It’s the reason I didn’t really mind driving all the way up the N1 to the baking arid centre of Worcester, rubbing shoulders in a courtroom with abusers, murderers (well they sat a bit further away) and guys whose luck had run out. I went to plead my innocence, rather than ‘just pay it’, because for me, despite the cost of the journey in time and petrol, we should allow ourselves to respect and nurture our principles and values. And being told the bike-rack carrying our bicycles was obscuring the number-plate, for which I was fined,
So when a friend sent me this article, I felt it would be responsible to share it, hoping that it speaks to the many of us who need to see it. After all, we don’t know what we don’t know.
It’s about being conscious of how we act as ‘grown-ups’, because we set an example to little people, of how to live life. I can’t think of anything more important. We have the choice; let them grow up with our own baggage and complexes that they don’t deserve, or let their souls be happy in love and respect, free to create and pursue a remarkable life.