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As with so many topics in this culture, near-term human extinction (NTHE) has become yet another issue for the debating society of the “cerebesphere”—a term I have coined for living only in the domain of the intellect while disconnected from the body and emotions. It seems that humans would much rather argue about whether they will become extinct in the near-term than actually understand and assimilate the terrifying scientific evidence that they are on precisely this trajectory. Similarly, many of those who firmly embrace near-term human extinction use it as a litmus test for everything they hear or read about catastrophic climate change, i.e, “I like what this guy says, but does he believe in near-term human extinction?” implying that only if the author embraces NTHE, are their words legitimate. Thus, true to the intellectual template of industrial civilization, a concept that should leave us shuddering or running screaming from the room as if our hair were on fire, is reduced to a quasi-theological debate.
As I have stated repeatedly, the issue for me is not what we do about near-term human extinction, but what we do with it. Our “belief” in it is trivial compared with our response to it.
The reader may wonder why I would suggest that there is anything beyond extinction. Extinction is the end—fine, la fin, das ende. What could possibly be “beyond” it? My answer: Everything. Yes, extinction means the end of this planet, your and my human body, and the human species, but the feeling, expression, memory, and impact of the sensibilities of living beings do not end. Where and how they endure or in what form, I do not know. What I will argue for is that some aspect of all life is eternal. Please bear with me.
In Extinction Dialogs: How To Live With Death In Mind, Guy McPherson and I adamantly emphasize that the real tragedy in terms of NTHE is not extinction but our failure to comprehend how valuable, precious, and urgent living our lives with passion and purpose in the meantime actually is. For this reason, we frequently ask the question of people we encounter: What do you love?
But what exactly is love? Despite our presence on this planet for some 13 billion years, have we really learned what love is? I have never claimed to be an expert in answering the question, but I do know some of the necessary elements without which none of us can give or receive it. I believe that empathy remains at the top of the list, closely followed by compassion. Most people reading these words would claim both traits in a heartbeat, and indeed they would be correct. Likewise most of the 7 billion human beings on the planet would insist that they too are empathic and compassionate.
Yet why do humans continue to obliterate this planet?
In my work with myself and countless human beings throughout my adult life, I have yet to discover anything that more quickly and more firmly embeds empathy and compassion in the human psyche than conscious grieving. Indigenous people everywhere know this, and so do numerous species of animals who often have their own rituals of grief or remain lying beside a fallen member of their pack for days or weeks.
In the cultures of industrial civilization, grief is viewed as a bothersome weakness displayed by people who must be carefully monitored so that they do not become pathological. In times of loss, the “grief police” are everywhere making sure that people “move on,” “put it behind them,” and realize that “life must go on.” However the Encyclopedia of Death and Dying notes that grief is an instinct resulting from human attachment to other beings. The Encyclopedia also notes that the issue of meaning is central to survivors: What does this death, loss, catastrophe, extinction event mean? What is more, people cannot make sense of losses in isolation:
… the process by which people make sense of their world is social interaction. When something important happens in individuals’ lives, they do not just think about it; they talk about it with others. Grief and mourning do not just happen inside a person; they happen in the interactions between people. In most cultures over human history, myth and ritual provide the intersubjective space in which one can construct the meaning of the deceased’s life, death, and influence over the survivors’ lives. In contemporary Western culture, in which rituals and myths from earlier times have fallen into disuse, intersubjective space is characterized by informal verbal and nonverbal interaction aimed largely at communicating shared meaning. Often people see contemporary communities constructing their narrative by inventing new rituals that allow community members to feel a sense of togetherness.
Industrially civilized cultures seem to be the only ones that have attempted to make grief a “private” affair. Don’t let other people see you being weak; don’t inflict your weakness on others; have the decency to fall apart behind closed doors; people don’t want to be bothered with your grief. Sound familiar?
For more than two decades, I have been passionate about the healing, empowering, joy-enhancing benefits of grieving. And since becoming familiar with NTHE, I am even more passionate and committed to assisting people in conscious grieving for the plethora of losses they have encountered, including the destruction of all life on earth. I do not hold a belief in NTHE as a litmus test for anything, especially with respect to grief. In fact, we could take NTHE completely off the table, and we would still be carrying an uncanny burden of sorrows simply as a result of growing up in industrial civilization. However, in the light of NTHE and the demise of the human and more than human life on earth, I have come to believe that there is now nothing more important than consciously attending to our grief. Why?
Some would argue that we should be doing, not grieving. To those folks I would ask: How can we possibly engage in one without the other? Engaging in the type of activism to which we feel drawn is essential, and the fires of activism must be tempered with the waters of grief. Otherwise, we burn out and risk compromising our empathy and compassion.
What is more, grief never has been nor will be a “private” matter. All traditions have known and taught that grief is a community matter and is best healed in the context of the village. Moreover, many traditions believe that unless the community grieves together regularly, its members become toxic to one another. In the Dagara Tribe of West Africa, a grief ritual happens approximately once a week so that people can discharge their sorrow so as not to put the village at risk.
Moreover, as noted above, it is not simply grief for our perishing planet that we are carrying. Most of us labor under the burden of an enormous backlog of grief—the deaths of loved ones, the loss of intimate relationships, the loss of careers, bankruptcies, foreclosures, debilitating illnesses, and even ancestral grief that has persisted across many generations. Quite often, people do not understand how much grief they are carrying or its ramifications until they begin the grieving process.
But might not people become “stuck” in grief and become depressed, morbid, or unmotivated? In fact, the opposite is true. What people become “stuck” in is unmetabolized grief which often becomes clinical depression. Since grieving is an extremely natural process, it arises and if allowed, is discharged and then subsides. Yes, it may return once again or many times, but by allowing ourselves to engage in the conscious grieving process, grief quite naturally shifts and finds its own place in the psyche. The result is actually the opening of space for other emotions, increased physical energy, a deepening of joy and the appreciation of beauty, and enhanced connection with the community and all living beings. “The deeper the sorrow, the greater the joy,” wrote William Blake. In fact, grief is a doorway—a corridor to unknown, disowned, or dormant parts of the psyche that may incite, even inflame our creativity and most precious human gifts. And finally, grief and love are interdependent. When one is enhanced, the other is enlivened.
To this end, much more of my work in the future will focus on conscious grieving, and I invite you to join me and a number of individuals who are aware of our planetary predicament as we come together for a weekend workshop June 12-14, 2015 entitled “The Gifts of Grief: Grief As Sacred Work.” The workshop is designed to create a beautiful, safe, and supportive space for grieving, followed by celebration of our deep work together. For further information and registration, please contact Hollie Galloway at: holliegal@verizon.net or carolyn@carolynbaker.net.
16 Comments on "The Gifts Of Grief In A Time Of Endings"
Plantagenet on Tue, 3rd Mar 2015 1:04 pm
Its nice to know that Carolyn Baker and her followers will be out there grieving for the extinction of humanity at this workshop.
In fact, I feel better already.
dave thompson on Tue, 3rd Mar 2015 1:10 pm
All humans take note and learn the grieving process, it is coming to a life near all.
Dredd on Tue, 3rd Mar 2015 2:05 pm
Get under your desks after the flag salute.
Experience the full depth of feeling in nationalist “patriots.”
penury on Tue, 3rd Mar 2015 2:08 pm
A real crock of shite. Should have read the authors name first and saved time.
Speculawyer on Tue, 3rd Mar 2015 2:13 pm
Doomers gonna doom.
J-Gav on Tue, 3rd Mar 2015 2:15 pm
What’s the date for that workshop? June 12-14? Damn! Wouldn’t you know it.Those are the same three days I’m already committed to watch some paint dry and listen to some grass grow.
apneaman on Tue, 3rd Mar 2015 2:31 pm
Carolyn Baker, the high priestess of NTE. She accepts Visa, MasterCard, Amex and PayPal. Even NTE Doomers gots bills to pay.
Davy on Tue, 3rd Mar 2015 4:00 pm
AP, us Boomer Doomers with means aren’t that bad for the world. I could have stayed 1%er and skimmed the cream from all the poor bastards earning an honest living. Instead I chose a spiritual life of doom & prep education. I could be in the Bahamas right now fishing and diving. My point being anything is better than perpetuating the skim.
ghung on Tue, 3rd Mar 2015 4:44 pm
I’m more like Charley in the movie 2012; whatever happens, BRING IT ON!!” None of us knows how much time we have left, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to spend it grieving. I’ll grieve when my favorite bitch dies, then move on.
I don’t go to Nature Bats Last anymore. Seems like a self-pity party to me.
Makati1 on Tue, 3rd Mar 2015 9:09 pm
Perhaps, when the dust settles after TSHTF, the world left will be so bad, the lucky ones will be those who DIDN’T survive. I wish my family could all live to ripe old ages in a happy, healthy, loving world. Since that no longer exists, outside of immediate family, I have little hope it will exist after.
When we die, there is noting. No 70 virgins, no heaven, no hell. Those are man made constructs to dominate and control. Just … nothing. If we do our best for our loved ones before that event, we can go in peace and live in their memories as a good person. No regrets either side.
I have done that. I will die in peace with myself and the world, no matter how it happens. Not that I would not love to live a few more decades to see how it all turns out…lol.
Rodster on Wed, 4th Mar 2015 5:52 am
“When we die, there is noting. No 70 virgins, no heaven, no hell. Those are man made constructs to dominate and control. Just … nothing. If we do our best for our loved ones before that event, we can go in peace and live in their memories as a good person. No regrets either side.”
The bible refers to death as a sleep like state so I agree with you that when we take our proverbial dirt nap, that’s how it ends.
Davy on Wed, 4th Mar 2015 6:22 am
Come on Roadstar who know what there is when we go to our dirt nap. We humans are exceptionalist especially with our spirituality and thoughts of human immortality. But talking like there is nothing is as bad as those talking about the virgins or a big happy family in heaven.
I suggest you and Mak refrain from your bullshit morning smoke and talk about death and dying. Mak likes to talk about westerners dying and how death is nothingness. You know why the Makster talks about death he is nearly there. He deflects his anxiety of death with discussions mentioning others dying and how he wants to live another two decades. Geez Louise you guys are loons.
Rodster on Wed, 4th Mar 2015 6:34 am
“His spirit goes out, he returns to the ground; on that very day his thoughts perish.”
Psalm 146:4
“The living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing at all . . . Whatever your hand finds to do, do with all your might, for there is no work nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom in the Grave, where you are going.”
Ecclesiastes 9:5, 10
Davy on Wed, 4th Mar 2015 6:55 am
Roadstar, I know I am a preachers here on PO. I know I am preaching doom and prep but that has a direct relationship to the doom of POD & ETP that points to a likely collapse of a energy intensive and complex BAU.
Roadstar, your quoting of scripture while relevant to doom does not belong on this site. I am in no position to be a moderator being a preacher in my own right and talking far too much. So I am not telling you to go somewhere else I am just giving you friendly advice. BTW if you are so into scripture why do you play the hate and blame game with your buddy Mak?
Dredd on Wed, 4th Mar 2015 3:16 pm
She is not the leader of the laundromat, Barbie is.
According to a thorough investigation by The Senate Environment and Public Works committee.
Makati1 on Wed, 4th Mar 2015 6:49 pm
Rodster, it has been a very long time since I read that book. I have also read the two books of Mormonism and don’t remember much from them either, but my deep involvement in two religions has given me insight to the real reason it exists. Power to control. Nothing more or less. Too many live their one real life trying to get into some fake life after. Too bad.