When the time comes for my soul to transition, I know that my eyes will be bright and my heart will be swelling with joy to know that I've done my share of helping Mother Earth along with all those beautiful souls who marched in Wilmington today. To be inches away from Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. speaking the truth and the impassioned Jane Fonda urging the crowd that it is possible in our lifetime to make the shift from using fossil fuels to renewable energy, was worth withstanding the blazing sun.
The indigenous voices led the march as we headed to the Tesoro Oil Refinery to remind the residents of Wilmingtonthat we stand by them and with them and to tell Tesoro that it's time for them to rethink their operations. We wanted to march all the way to the gates of the refinery but there were barricades. I remember removing one of the barricades so the crowd could pour through, just to be met by police officers. We came to face-to-face with them. One of our leaders, Shannon Rivers, Akimel O'otham, with his feet firmly planted and with his conviction etched into his face, towered over a police officer asking him to let just one of us through so we can lay a prayer on the concrete soaked earth in front of the gate. The police wouldn't budge, though when Rivers told the officer that we are doing this for our children, I could see signs of understanding, humanity and sympathy in the officer'seyes for he too had children, he said. But he had to do his job. No, I didn't like one of the officers laying his hands on me a couple of times, no I did not like that they wouldn't let us through. But what I loved was that thousands of us who snaked through the streets of Wilmington and stood together for Mother Earth and all her beings. I loved to see Adrien and Mazakahomni, the young sons of our indigenous brother, George Funmaker, walk with their heads held high, leading the march. I loved how our resilience allowed us to - despite the blazing sun and the heat that the asphalt beheld under our feet - march for hours through the concrete jungle and the dome shaped oil refineries raping the land. We are stronger, more resilient, louder and kinder than those buildings or the greed infused, soul-impoverished, profit motivated corporate heads.
But one thing we have to remember. As long as there's a demand and our reliance on oil continues, so will the exploitation of Mother Earth. So everything has to start with and within us, on an individual level. I welcome you to think and rethink the ways you can help this beautiful, breathing, living being called Mother Earth. Maybe you simply turn the lights off when you don't need them, maybeyou will start recycling, maybe you'll consider a plant-based diet, maybe you'll switch to a hybrid car, or maybe you will too take to the streets and get your voices heard and for once give a fuck about the future of your children and this beautiful planet.