Seaspray for the Soul is my perhaps self absorbent immersion in my surroundings, this spellbinding coastal locality and seascape, which runs through my veins and ancestry. It is my source and brand of Mindfulness and Spirituality. Most days I gift myself time. Time to stare out into the North Channel and lose all consciousness of a world of stresses and pressures . The sea, the sky, the seasons and the ever changing light, the birds diving into the surf, the distant Mull or the white flash of sail. This place never fails to bring me calm, focus and clarity.
People have been blessed with this ever-changing and dramatic seascape for thousands of years. Before the vacant crap of soap operas and reality TV, or indeed televisions or electricity, the people of this coast could watch “reality seascape” from their cottages, farms, beaches or neolithic huts. What a view the earliest settlers on Knockdhu must have enjoyed.
My point is this and I’m going to own this fully for our generation. This earth is not ours. These seas are not ours. It is not mine and it’s not yours. It has provided life, travel, trading and food for thousands of years and I pray, will continue to do so for thousands of years into the future. However, like everything else of our entitled generation, we are treating them like Single Use Seas and Oceans. For us.
Who cares about future generations? Can’t the scientists make new healthy marine ecosystems? Look at the beautiful sea, the nice beach. Let’s sit and have our McDonalds and look at the view. And our ice cream in a tub with a plastic spoon. Aren’t we lucky. This is all for us. YES. We are doing a fabulous job of killing our seas. Every sea around this planet. And it is terrifying.
Social Media is a tool for good and for bad. One of the best things that I believe it has highlighted, at least to me, is the epidemic of plastic pollution. The images, facts and figures are screaming around in my head. The remote beach miles from civilisation on Mull which was utterly littered with plastic, the dead whales which are being washed up with tonnes of rubbish in their belly, the sea turtle with a plastic straw wedged in her nostril, the figure bandied around that by 2050 there will be more plastic in the sea than fish and the fact that the average plastic straw takes 200 years to disintegrate. We use it once and we throw it away. We demand so much, so cheaply that we have lost all sense of environmental conscience.
It is simply time for action now. For too long we have indulged in our throw away, single use habits and mentality. We are an Island Nation and it is time to become Guardians of our seas, our environment and our earth. To embrace #fiveminutebeachcleanup, Blue Planet Society, 1 Million Women and all the other worthwhile movements which are growing and spreading this vital message.
I invite you to join me in making small or indeed larger changes to save our seas from this tide of plastic pollution. Reusable take out coffee cups, glass bottles for water and milk, less unnecessary plastic packaging on our supermarket shelves. So many changes that need to be made.
After all, how can Seaspray be good for the Soul if the tide happens to smack you up the face with a plastic energy drink bottle? But perhaps that is exactly what our generations need just now.