Blog 1308 – 04.09.2019
Last night as I slept, I was awakened several times by the howling of the wind. I have written at length of my great love for rain and snow but I also love the wind. I did not get my kite up in the March winds, this year, as I had proposed to do. I even took it to Houston on my brief trip back there to see and be with my wife and to celebrate my son’s twenty-ninth birthday with him. I tucked it away with 225 feet of pink string hoping to fly it at my familiar waking, bike riding park near White Oak Bayou. I did not fly the kite, nor ride my bike, but I did get to walk there with my Linda and take pictures of the lovely blue bonnets and Indian paint brushes, and to watch the wind toss their lovely heads and the hair on hers.
Jesus in a secret interview with a rich Jew named Nicodemus said that we are moved by the spirit just like the wind – you cannot see it but you can see what it does. The wind is a powerful force in our lives. We are still trying to effectively tap it’s power and use that energy to replace much of our fossil fuel infrastructure, at least the more science-wise among us are proposing that we do that more and more. It is good for business too, I heard that among the highest paying new jobs last year, first or second, was wind turbine installer. The oil and gas industry, where I have long made most of my livelihood, being based out of Houston, Texas, has long been a cyclical business with big wealth producing highs and big disastrous lows, even its biggest supporters are forced to admit it is a ticking clock business, for there is a finite supply that is in no way renewable. Because such great profits continue to be made, at the expense of the environment in many cases, many turn a blind eye to all the damage done. How long we can continue this remains to be seen.
The political winds blow this way and then that. President Jimmy Carter put solar panels on the roof of the White House and one of President Reagan’s first official acts was to take them down. One administration promotes better fuel mileage rates on automobiles and encourages smaller cars, electric, and hydrogen powered vehicles, alternative energy and the next one undoes those initiatives and promotes gas guzzlers again. Sometimes the winds of change seem to blow backwards.
I make it one of my life’s aims “to refrain from opposing or harming anyone but allow everyone to have their own experience.” But it reminds me of the old saying, “Everyone complains about the weather but no body does anything about it.”
We can all if we choose to, do something about the weather and situations we hate. Hating never improves any weather or situations but loving does, if for no one else but us. We hate what we do not understand and find hard to embrace. Love changes things, by changing us, the only one we have a right or a real responsibility to change. I saw a wonderful movie recently called, “The Best Of Enemies” at the theatre which illustrates my point – love really changes things for it changes hearts and minds, usually in that order. Feel the wind, it is always blowing. In one of the oldest legends regarding creation we are told that the spirit moved upon the face of the deep and things started changing.
“The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind, the answer is blowin’’ in the wind.”
The Wind Beneath My Wings
Your friend and fellow traveler,
Lover of all things, especially you,
Blue bonnets, and the wind,