Daily I walk my dog Bella on our local beach which is on the Salish Sea. I look at the new logs that have washed up the night before, Bella the sticks. I watch the birds flying into the saltwater marsh, and the changes in the sea life. Everyday different shells, star fish, sponges take their turn washing onto the beach. Recently large amounts of trash have washed onto shore with them such as; plastic bottles, condoms, plastic rocket launchers, tin cans, and fishing lines.These items could be washing on shore from Japan’s tsunami, however it seems more like Western garbage. The locals are finding new surprises each day, while picking-up the litter and sharing their stories of despair.
In early January when the trash started to drift onto the beach, many beach goes noticed the local wildlife behavior changing. My belief is something shifted in our universe, animals sensing first the change and then people. Over this time frame I found myself in conversations with people on the beach about what they are feeling, seeing and sensing. People are mentioning how they are crying for no reason, emotional waves come over them, many feel a vibration they cannot name, and depression. You can write this off as the fallout from Armageddon hype, or the Mayan Calendar ending in 2012, I feel it is both and more. My interpretation from the literature I read, and my own observations we have a small window of time for all humans to wake-up to our wasteful, abusive, attitudes towards Earth. Especially our governments can’t wait any longer to take action, in supporting and stopping the harm we are injecting into Mother Nature.
The wildlife is tired of waiting for us, they are starting to take their own action, so be aware! An active environmentalist friend of mine three weeks ago was taking her daily walk when an eagle flew out from his perch and dropped a seven foot, five inch around snake at her feet! As you can image she was in shock, she ran away from the snake as fast as she could. She gingerly walked back to the scene to see if she imagined the snake, she found the snake coiled under a branch injured from the eagle’s claws. She immediately called Wildlife to come an rescue the snake. Usually we will find on the beach a dead seal or maybe a raccoon or even a beaver, but not a seven foot long snake that is not indigenous to this area. I think the eagle chose my friend because she would do something about this snakes condition. I sense the eagle was trying to call out to humans to leave wildlife in their natural settings and stop transporting animals for your own pets. The following week she came upon a dead coyote, this is also unusual as few coyotes live on our little island, and never down around the sea line. Then last week as Bella and I walked on the beach, the local eagle family starting flying around us, dropping a 25 pound salmon, that just missed Bella’s head!
If wildlife can’t get us to have a collective consciousness, next step is to hit us over the head! Take heed, and look up.