Environmentalism and children

When I was a kid, my hair dresser went hunting for sport. Every single time I was trying to convince him to give that up.
Once we were on holiday, I saw a group of hunters driving thru town in their jeeps, carrying a lot of game – many wild boars they had managed to kill that day. They were loud and excited, and I could sense how the bloodshed had inebriated them, like too much wine, and disconnected them from Love. I was shocked, had bad dreams, I could not talk of anything else. I even wrote a letter to the Italian WWF delegation to see if they could do anything about it. To my surprise, they published my letter on the next issue of their periodic publication for juniors, replying that in those areas there is over-abundance of those boars, that they are not really endangered and that this is a local tradition that would be very hard to eradicate.
They lost me there – I was really angry as this kid, and that answer kind of made me lose faith, that I should give up my efforts.

Then a couple of days I stumbled into watched this video [found on Tara's astrology blog]

Seeing this kid brought back those memories. It reminded me that I was, in fact, thought to accept and eat meat, but that – as a soul – I was suffering for the animals.

As a matter of fact, anyhow, it's true that those wild boars were not really the biggest issue around, and they had probably had a wonderful life before being shot! Little I knew of the means of mass production that force cattle in horrible life conditions and damages the whole ecosystem [I wrote an earlier post on this topic http://www.muscetta.com/2015/07/13/holy-cow/]. I just knew what I could read on some selected books and magazines, in the '80's, and what went on the Italian television at the time (which was already starting to become dull as the Berlusconi era was preparing to sprout…), and what I saw first hand – so, not many resources were available, really.
But kids these days know a lot more, at their age, that we could have ever dreamed of – there is a lot more information around in documentaries, news, on the Internet – everything passes by facebook or youtube and we all have a better understanding of what amount of damage we have done to the planet – and to ourselves. We see strong images. These visions, for a small kid are frightening, and he expresses that.

The kid in the video is obviously an old soul, and he certainly came here for this work (he even says that).
But what this video should make everyone realize, is that each and every one of us also has an inner child, a tender and innocent part of his or her soul that lives within us. Most of us have suppressed that loving, caring, feminine aspect, but if you listen carefully, your own inner child is crying too, just like this kid does.

UPDATE Sept 19th 2016 – I now got to the point where I regret having re-launched this kids' video. He's getting a lot of media attention, got 5 million views on a CNN interview and his family got given an electric car from a car manufacturer to go around like a billboard. I hope they don't burn the kid out. God bless him.



Sara, my granny, is very old, and very sick.
I was afraid she wouldn't even have lived long enough to meet Sara, my daughter.

She has Alzheimer, Osteoporosis, and a million other diseases; She had a heart attack two months ago, then another one, and also a stroke. She can't walk anymore, she can't see much anymore, her whole body is giving up. The doctors now say that she probably won't live much more than another month.

But she made it to meet newborn Sara, even if the encounter has been somewhat different than I might have hoped earlier on.

"what a cute baby! is he a boy?"
"no, granny, this is Sara, your grand-grand-daughter, and she's called Sara, just like you…"
"Oh, how nice! This is a honor for me… you called her like me? how sweet of you!"

Of course we had told her this earlier, but she forgets things.
In a way it is nice to make her happy and give her this honor multiple times, but at the same time it isn't.

She does not understand what surrounds her anymore and most of the time she is in a dream-like state. Some old people have this, but their dreams are good, and they become just like young kids with visions that make them even happy at times.
But those dreams she's having are obviously bad ones, as she sighs and puffs and seems to be having a very hard time. And a lot of fear.
She is too afraid of letting go: after she dreamed a couple of times of my granddad and her mum (in the dream they were calling her to come and join with him in heaven), she is even afraid of falling asleep. And with little sleep she gets even more confused and depressed. And fearful. In a vicious circle.

She does have some moments of lucidity, and you can have short conversations with her, even if these moments tend to be shorter and shorter. And when they happen they even frighten her – I suppose because she realizes how she is the rest of the time.

But inevitably, five minutes later she will ask you again the same question:

"who is that cute baby I see over there?"
"dear granny, this is Sara, your grand-grand-daughter; she's called just like you"
"Oh how nice. This is a honor for me…."

She has lived so long, has had bad and good times, and done many good things, as well as many mistakes just like anyone does a lifetime.
Seeing her suffer is heart-breaking for us all.
I hope her suffering stops and her fears abandon her and that she might find her well deserved peace.