Godliness in greenery…
This associated with Ganesh chaturthi, we seem to fall into a pattern. Since I am agnostic, I was just pondering on the colour green.
The colour of the flora, colour of the anahata chakra, heart chakra if you wish to call it so. chlorophyll such a dominant colour in the world of plants, that we tend to forget that there are leaves that are not green, yet we call the environment greenery. I am all for these nourishing colours don’t get me wrong.
Green in nature is one thing and green in literature is another, there is seems to be huge antipathy between literature and nature, bring them together and see it, yet when we look beyond the obvious it is interesting. For example Green With Envy is an oft used term, and Green Bucks refers to paper currency, and commerce is the new green, spend your money where your beliefs are…
Greens, if I were to look for it in nature, there is a bank out there, olive, jade, lime, leaf, kiwi, silver green of the back of a birch leaf, the bright pistachio. The presence of green in water tells us of the marine life and I am told depending on the shade of green in the water one can tell if the water has healing herbs, or if it sweet drinking water unlike the blue which usually is salty.
But green tinted phlegm indicates streptococcal infection.
Symbolically green represents balance, nature, spring, rebirth and prosperity. Its oft said that it does not matter how green a blade of grass is when it is already trampled beneath the feet, the irony is the green leaves the un-cemented walking path, but persistently emerges through the tile edge of the cemented sidewalk. The creeper that climbs the drain, and moss the grows on the wall, only tell us, that green sustains.
After all plants is the second level of the collective consciousness of life, crystals being the first. Green is the colour of romance or sringara in Indian aesthetics, while green is the colour of eternal life for Japanese, green is progress put them together and we green the colour of divinity.Both Venus and Aphrodite are associated with the colour green.
Thoreau calls himself the Patron saint of swamps –“” because he enjoyed being in them and writing about them said, “my temple is the swamp… When I would recreate myself, I seek the darkest wood, the thickest and most impenetrable and to the citizen, most dismal, swamp. I enter a swamp as a sacred place, a sanctum sanctorum… I seemed to have reached a new world, so wild a place…far away from human society. What’s the need of visiting far-off mountains and bogs, if a half-hour’s walk will carry me into such wildness and novelty.” –― Henry David Thoreau, Walden and Other Writings
The ancients had the tradition of the sacred grooves, these helped to maintain biodiversity. Maybe it is time to revive them. an acre of forest spruce boggles, no one, maybe ten square miles of cultivated land could gladden hearts, but the plant kingdom knows no hierarchy, fecundity of the plant kingdom is not an assault on human values, or existence, plants are not our competitors, they are our prey and our nesting material. Their proliferation, should mean to us, just what the population explosion of mice would mean to owls, fecundity is anathema to the animal mind, we look at acres of forest and say acres and acres of predators that makes its chilling, which becomes acceptable if we were to say… reservoir of clean air, and larder of prey okay lets also thrown soothing to the soul and sight.
Going green starts with a shift in consciousness, that shows up with every choice we make, like using a reusable water bottle, reducing the use of diapers and non biodegradables, planting that one plant in the pot and converting the kitchen waste to bio-fuel or compost.
If we were to be brutally frank, then green life would not mean meditating in a centrally heated room, on a macramé mat, in front of an Amerindian dream catcher, and a homemade lamp, not mentions incense and ugly spider plants, nor does it mean writing vitriolic-witty blogs or newspaper articles, and then rushing off in a gas guzzling vehicle to collect children from school, feeding them soup made from dehydrated soup powder, or giving them a microwaved heated pre-cooked meal. Neither living a greener life demands certain amount of both self-sacrifice and discipline, saving the planet is not lip service nor waiting for superman. Like every adventure it means getting your hands a little dirty and putting ourselves a little out.