It starts with me

The Last Supper

I have been thinking so much about the amount of plastic that I use. We are all seeing the horrible impact that our love of convenience has brought upon our beautiful planet. I have been making some changes, and I thought I’d share some simple ideas that can have a big impact.

I am really working hard to reduce the amount of plastic that I purchase with everyday grocery items, and thinking about how I can support the companies that I buy from, to reduce the amount that they use. I’ll keep you posted on how that part goes.

So for about a year now, I have stopped using plastic fruit and vegetable bags, and have exchanged them for two large tubs and one small one, that I plan on keeping and using till I die. We buy a lot of fresh fruit and vegetables in our household and so I think this is a very positive move.

We have indoor house rabbits, and they go through a lot of greens. We can fit quite a bit in one tub.

Enough for three days for rabbits and humans.

It stays really fresh in the tub, and you can see everything you have right there. No more forgetting about the bags of veggies you have in the fridge.

The folks at the store don’t seem to mind either. I can even reel off what I have in the tubs and it can make for a faster check out experience. And a smile goes a long way when it comes to having to weigh lose items. No-one has been upset with me yet.

If I can buy bulk items and not choose packaged food, then to me, this is a great thing. This jar weighs 1lb without anything in it. The folks at the checkout just take the cost of the jar from the weight of the product. No worries at all.

I also try to find items that are packaged in recyclable paper.

This is a bag and a jar that we have had for years. Today Lucy and Ethel are holding some stone fruit, next time….who knows. But i do know that at least in this instance, I have prevented a plastic bag from possibly entering the throat of a sea animal or other wild life.

So, as tempting as these pre made fresh nut butters are, I will wait till next time, and bring my nut butter jar. Patience is a virtue.

This is what it looks like at the register. Loads of people have said that the tub idea is a good one. I think so too, so that’s why I am sharing it. I know it’s made of plastic too, but my plan is to use it and keep using it.

When I come home from the shop/ store, unloading just takes moments. I put the tubs right on the shelf. It’s that easy.

I once used about 20 plastic bags a week for fresh veggies and fruit. That is more than one of those big rolls a year. A whole one of those just for our family. And each one of those bags has the potential to harm and kill some of our precious wildlife. Those bags are still out there somewhere. Land fill, in the ocean, floating on a breeze half way around the world.

I feel that doing this is a positive step, and in a world that can seem pretty hopeless, I try to focus on what I can do to make a difference.

I hope that your day is a sparkler. Love Mel

The things we say

Have you ever heard someone say “No-one knows what happens when we die”?

I have always wondered, How is that possible?

In order to truly know that know one knows what happens when we die, the person who says that they know that no-one knows what happens when we die, has to be able to see into the mind of every single person that has ever been in existence, and know that not one of them knew, or knows what happens when we die.

And how can a person who doesn’t know what happens when we die, know that no-one else knows? This makes no sense to me. I have no idea what other people know or don’t know. Really what the person should say is “I don’t know what happens when we die” and leave it at that, but often the next line to come is……..”no-one knows”.

What if you spent your whole life saying “no-one knows, no-one knows” and finally came to the last day of your life without any understanding at all about death, just an uncontrolled experience, with all it’s possibilities good and bad.

But what if there were some people alive today that do know what happens when you die, and could help you prepare for the experience? You would have no opportunity to know, because you have told your self known knows, with out even thinking about what it means to say no-one knows. You haven’t even asked yourself  how you came up with that belief.

One of my best teachers is my own ability to ask, why or how?

Like windows, transparent and reflective. This world can be a vast and wondrous place of knowledge, and us living beings are such a curious bunch. It is strange to me that the one thing we know for sure is that we are going to die,  yet, in general, we don’t like to talk about it much.  Except to say that “no-one knows”.

I suspect those that do know are just waiting for us to get humble enough to say “I don’t know”, and then to ask “do you”?





Follow your heart

There is a fire burning within every one of us, a fire that is eternal. I walk the streets so I can feel a part of everything, and there are so many faces reaching out, and I heard a voice, and she said: “please send me someone to ease the pain of living”.

And we look for comfort in a world that has so many beginnings and so many endings, and in amongst that, we destroy. Maybe it’s because we don’t true love, maybe it’s because we think we don’t deserve anymore and he said: “Oh I know that there is so much more than running around around around, there’s so much more to life”.

And there are sunsets and hurricanes written in stone, and when we fall we just get up again and keep on running, and between sunsets and hurricanes, we’re building bridges, so we can all stand up again, and stop this running around.

And we return again and again to the same place, well the scenery is different, but somehow it’s all the same, and we move from left to right and everywhere in between, and somehow we lose sight of what it all means.