The Monk, on Climate Change

“You must remember: there is truth and there is ultimate truth.

The truth is that there will be much suffering. Already, there is damage we cannot take back…it has been done. The truth is we do not know how far the pendulum will swing. Energy cannot be destroyed.

Then there is the ultimate truth: the Earth will heal herself. She has many times before. The scientists say it will take ten million years to recover from us. Life is always transforming.

You asked…but I cannot tell you what to do…except to remember a third truth…There is another way.”

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The Luna Moth

When I saw the dead wings flutter, I knew you couldn’t understand. You see, the velvet wings were tattered but somehow whole. The green was faint, like a dream, yet more saturated than its mossy grave. And if you had been there, you would have returned the gaze from the false eye on the left wing and seen the last moments too. When does flight become fall? If a moth dies alone above a patch of moss in the woods, how can it be more real than the rest of it? You see, the softest things can be the hardest.