After a deliberate twenty-day seeking of daily good news to publish on both my Facebook page and on www.VibrantNation.com the toxic sludge bringing Armageddon to the Gulf of Mexico still coats my feathers.
Because I own and drive a vehicle, live in a home thick with petroleum-based products, and the miscellaneous impacts of my carbon footprint, I am a part of this ecological nightmare’s cause.
California sea lions bark just outside my window now and bless me with nature’s song—a song that will, undoubtedly depart from the rich wetlands and coastal regions of the once beautiful Gulf of Mexico.
I apologize for the negative visual. But since the moment the Deepwater Horizon oil rig exploded, I sensed this event would not only drastically change the lives of those people who lost their loved ones in the explosion, but change much of how America views itself, its heavily lobbied government and the corporations that drag America around by chains attached to our noses.
Besides the economic losses to hard-working folks of the gulf region, photos of oil-coated birds repulse us, and the June 7th report stating “…594 birds, 250 sea turtles, and 30 mammals as perishing directly as a result from the oil spill…” brings tears.
When I read that BP has blocked the photographing of dead marine life, requires organizations involved with the disaster to sign non-disclosure statements and to not speak with the media, my frustration spread like the huge underwater oil plume that BP also denied existed.
So I jump over to find spiritual realization from all of this. I return to May 20 when I began to seek good news at the unstated behest of His Holiness The Dalai Lama.
Religious groups request prayer to stop the leak (well, it’s no longer a leak, and I predict that more than just one “leak” exists). If prayer actually stops this, we will have a miracle right in front of us and it is time to stand up and pay attention. Meanwhile political ideologists blame environmentalists in direct opposition to the facts, like the U.S. Department of the Interior’s Minerals Management Service (MMS) report that states “The deepwater portion of Gulf of Mexico has shown a remarkable increase in oil and gas exploration, development and production. In part this is due to the development of new technologies reducing operational costs and risks, as well as the finding of reservoirs with high production wells;” and BP execs whine about how they want their lives back, speak in clichés and avoid direct answers.
Meanwhile, that group of California sea lions continues barking among each other on the rocks outlining the Pacific Ocean that is as blue as the royal blue hoodie I’m wearing now. The salty air refreshes my environment, unlike the stench now blowing off the gulf waters. Sure enough, the Pacific faces a plethora of issues, but unlike the gulf, it’s not nearing its own end as dramatically.
But where is the spiritual realization? The answer evades me right now, so I will continue my search for the daily good.
The Muse Pallet 
The problem with this disaster is it is out of our hands. It’s a helpless situation and we all are sitting quietly waiting for the right solution to fix this problem.
Prayers may not solve the problem but they do offer comfort and solace too the many who have been affected by this and have no idea on how to solve this problem.
The spirtual realization is there but it’s trapped under the oil. We are all Gods creatures, we are all inter connected with the earth, and the ocean. The environmental impact is catastrophic and it affects us all. No one can turn a blind eye in this gloablized community.
Thank you.