Hello fellow anthropocene victims. Written below is my most recent journal entry from after one of the classes group contemplative practices. Enjoy and good luck.
When opening my eyes from my class’s most recent contemplative practice, I felt like I had been gone four hours. I almost could not remember anything I had even thought, but stuck with me was how I was feeling. I felt myself drift, and reside/make home entirely in my head. I’ve had other interesting experiences during the practices in the past but not like this. The most significant I remember was an image of my body floating off into what felt like nothingness and feeling completely numb. I always find myself trapped in my head with so many thoughts surrounding the class topics, like I hadn’t truly taken the time to just think in so long and my body was finally making up for lost time, drowning me.
Every time I realize things I probably never would have. I see the world and the anthropocene and all of its horrors in clearer light. I know things such as climate change to be true, but it’s at times like these where I let it scare me and help me remember there is so much more to think about and to realize. I am so so blind until I close my eyes and think. What a dangerous thing it can be to not think. I wonder what it would be like if we let ourselves purely think about our fears and the frightful future ahead in this way more often, if maybe some good would come from it. My brain felt clear for a while. In the documentary How To Let Go of The World by Josh Fox, when he laid in the snow completely still and paralyzed in all that he knew would come with climate change, he made it clear that everything will get worse, but the point is to get back up and do something. I wish more people could find this place in their life. That’s the place where I see change happening. That’s the place I go when I am forced to just think. It’s the prison of the anthropocene.