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| Sunset over the Etosha Pan |
It is from a photo I took while at Onkoshi Lodge.
My art teacher heard me talking about the nightsky while I was in Namibia, which I wrote about in my previous blog, Random Thoughts on the Meaning of Home. She saved an article from New York Times of August 18, 2019. entitled
In Search of the Night Sky
The writer, Kelsey Johnson, discusses the threats of light pollution, which are multifold, like all the environmental threats, and affect everything on this planet of ours, from the tiniest creatures at the bottom of the food chain, and upward. I was particularly struck by this paragraph.
"I think there is even an existential cost. A dark night sky, unpolluted by artificial light and thousands of artificial satellites, serves as a visceral reminder that we are part of something unfathomably large, that our petty differences on this tiny speck of a planet are ultimately insignificant. In the face of the
universe, human arrogance is absurd."
And then last night, before bed, I read this in Anam Cara by John O'Donohue
"The animals are more ancient than us. They were here for millenia before humans surfaced on the earth. Animals are our ancient brothers and sisters. They enjoy a seamless presence - a lyrical unity with the earth. Animals live outside in the wind, in the waters, in the mountains and in the clay. The knowing of the earth is in them...."
This is our birthright also, but we have lost our way
