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When we are gratefully engaged, we want to DO something to make a difference.
This week I am house-sitting for a friend who lives on a small cove in Northern Massachusetts. I was thrilled when he asked me to take care of his home while he is away at a conference this week, as being here affords me many of my favorite, rare treasures – deep quiet, big sky, the sound of birds, and beachfront.
On my morning beach walk today, I reflected on what it means to live gratefully, and some of the challenges of establishing what I see as the power of grateful living’s most far-reaching ripples of impact, considering questions such as:
In my gut, I am convinced that the cause and effect thread of these connections is dynamic and strong; I believe that grateful living ultimately fosters a more robust sense of openness, accountability, and engagement with the world and all its inhabitants. But, how to effectively transmit this conviction?
This awareness was a big “aha” for me; realizing that my unequivocal gratitude for the preciousness of the natural world makes me want to protect, help, and share it.
As I was walking, I noticed that I was doing what I always do when I walk a beach – I had found a plastic bag and cup washed up on shore among the seaweed and occasional shells and stones, and I was bending down every few feet to pick up pieces of trash and abundant shards of colorful, recyclable plastic to bring home and dispose.
In the midst of my preoccupied mind, my heart and body were organically doing what they love to do when we all go out walking – pick up litter! (I will bare-handedly pick up almost anything I see left or scattered where it should not be. I offer here a deep bow to Lynne Twist and Brother David with whom I share this daily practice).
This awareness was a big “aha” for me; realizing that my unequivocal gratitude for the preciousness of the natural world makes me want to protect, help, and share it. It often feels that there is little I can do to have a significant impact in the face of so much ecological trauma these days, but picking up litter makes me feel as if I am throwing a starfish back into the sea. At least I am doing something…
The “collection” from Kristi’s beach walk.
After about 40 minutes of pacing a patch of beach, and clearing it of all the garbage I could see, I was heading back to the house, my hands now laden. An elderly woman stopped and asked me what I was “collecting.” “Trash,” I said, “especially recyclables. Look at all the colors of plastic I found today.” She bent to look at the cup and baggies filled with a rainbow of plastic pieces. At that point, a group of three children came running over – brimming with youthful inquisitiveness and bravery – and wanted to see what I had found. When I showed them, I suggested that they too could make a game of picking up plastic pieces – bad for the birds and fish – and see who could collect the most colors. “See if you can find a rainbow, just make sure to throw it away or recycle it,” I yelled as they scampered down the beach toward their buckets.
The more that we allow our hearts to expand to love, deeply appreciate, and feel inextricably tied to the places, things and people of this world, the more we are likely to take a stand on behalf of what we value. Share
The more that we allow our hearts to expand to love, deeply appreciate, and feel inextricably tied to the places, things and people of this world, the more we are likely to take a stand on behalf of what we value.
Settled back into the house I knew something more fully in my heart:
The secret to grateful living may live in this: the more that we allow our hearts to expand to love, deeply appreciate, and feel inextricably tied to the places, things and people of this world, the more we are likely to take a stand on behalf of what we value. Our work is to keep opening our hearts to include more of the world as our own. I can feel it in my bones: grateful living is an active verb, heart-opening but also inspiring us to consider and act from conscience.
Sorting and recycling my beach trash this evening, I was overcome by a sense of opportunity and possibility, which Br David Steindl-Rast speaks of as a hallmark of grateful living. What if those three children actually made a regular ritual of picking up litter? What if they could feel themselves protecting the birds and creatures of the sea? What if they encouraged their parents not to leave trash behind? And what if that one encounter had the possibility to inspire these children to teach other children to help protect our precious earth? This is the ripple effect for which I yearn…
The burden of making the case for grateful living feels lighter to me now. Committing to all the vast potential within living gratefully, as if it can make as much of a difference as any other way to make the world better, will result in a better world. There is no right or wrong, more or less way. It only matters that we actually commit, and from this commitment, follow our hearts to be moved to do something…
Kristi Nelson is the Executive Director of A Network for Grateful Living. This post was originally published in September, 2015. To read more about Kristi visit this page.
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In my little town and in the surroundings volunteers partake to the civic life picking up trashes left at the edge of the roads. Town council organizes these actions, and gives the volunteers the gloves, the high visibility vests... I work during the week, but sometimes I'm volunteer with kids and young people. I always try to take them a Message of love and respect for environment. This summer with another volunteer we suggested them a game: it will be rewarded the team that would have pick...
In my little town and in the surroundings volunteers partake to the civic life picking up trashes left at the edge of the roads. Town council organizes these actions, and gives the volunteers the gloves, the high visibility vests… I work during the week, but sometimes I’m volunteer with kids and young people. I always try to take them a Message of love and respect for environment. This summer with another volunteer we suggested them a game: it will be rewarded the team that would have picked up more trashes. Kids played so well! The place was so cleaned after the game! Thank you Kristie for your blog and Margaret and Saoirse for your reflections. If not now, when? Also Pope Francis encourages us to love Earth and Environment!
Br. David wrote in today with these reflections about this blog:
Thank you so much, Kristi, for your blog post. I do hope the three children will become multipliers of your practice. There must be thousands of people out there who share your and Lynne's practice. I, too have been picking up trash for a long time from northern Scotland to southern New Zealand. Some years ago i figured that the trash i collected ever year was several times my body weight. By now, because i'm walking less...
Thank you so much, Kristi, for your blog post. I do hope the three children will become multipliers of your practice. There must be thousands of people out there who share your and Lynne’s practice. I, too have been picking up trash for a long time from northern Scotland to southern New Zealand. Some years ago i figured that the trash i collected ever year was several times my body weight. By now, because i’m walking less, it’s not that much. We are in this together.
Your Brother David
I often walk in our beautiful upstate NY parks and gorges and wish that I'd remembered to bring along a bag so that I could pick up trash. I pick up a can or two along the way but tend to steer clear of the smaller bits and pieces if I haven't thought to bring a bag. This morning, however, emboldened and inspired by your beautiful blog, Kristi, I picked up all sorts of things on my morning walk up Cascadilla Gorge. Undaunted by having, once again, forgotten to take a bag, I gingerly picked up bi...
I often walk in our beautiful upstate NY parks and gorges and wish that I’d remembered to bring along a bag so that I could pick up trash. I pick up a can or two along the way but tend to steer clear of the smaller bits and pieces if I haven’t thought to bring a bag. This morning, however, emboldened and inspired by your beautiful blog, Kristi, I picked up all sorts of things on my morning walk up Cascadilla Gorge. Undaunted by having, once again, forgotten to take a bag, I gingerly picked up bits of plastic, a can, several wrappers and receipts. I remembered this blog and allowed the “great fullness” I feel when I walk in these gorges to move me beyond squeamishness and disappointment (at people’s carelessness and my forgetfulness) to accountability; to taking a stand for what I value; to allowing my care to transform into caring engagement. If not my responsibility, whose? If not now, when? Thank you for this inspiring call to action!
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