by CarlinsDarlin » Wed 30 Jul 2008, 17:38:34
I don't ever recall having a thought about oil, the earth's carrying capacity, or any other serious issue we'd face, when I was a child. I knew that I preferred a simple life, and dreamed of a "frontier" life, but I didn't know why it appealed to me. I should say, though, that I grew up in a rural area (hence, low population density), and many people I knew worked the land and grew their food. My father was also an avid historian who loved the Lewis and Clark era of American history. I grew up being exposed to that life on a daily basis.
I was fortunate in that I didn't personally experience the materialist mentality that has doomed this country until I was an adult. Only then, when I was stuck in the middle of it - and living quite out of my element in Houston, TX - did I "feel" that something was wrong.
I was very unhappy and couldn't understand what was wrong. After all, I was single, driving a new car, had a decent job, money to spend, lots of friends, a nice apartment... in short, what a lot of people look at as successful. But it wasn't enough. I remember reading a book called, "Slowing down to the speed of life" which was a sort of intro to the voluntary simplicity movement for me. I thought, "That's what it is. I just need to simplify." I was also homesick, so I returned to Arkansas. Not back to my small town, but back to the capitol city. At least I was closer to home.
As I tried to return to my roots, and embrace a more simple lifestyle, I began to learn the effects of consumerism on the planet. The waste, environmental degradation, and stress filled lives. This knowledge, and my quest to reduce my personal impact on the planet, let me to the discovery of peak oil. Since that discovery, I have indeed returned to my small community and started to re-build the life that I had imagined.
At some point we all "know" that oil is a finite resource, but realizing the enormity of what that really means is beyond the imagination of the majority of people. Until their personal supply is disrupted, they will not even begin to see the big picture, or question the extent to which their lives are influenced by oil. I was fortunate in that my roots gave me a place to return, and in that return, my eyes were opened.
Kathy