My favorite phase of the moon is its first crescent. It’s the initial glow of the sphere, just past it’s quiet and dark new moon stage. It reflects to me each month a new beginning; a new start for goals and responsibilities and optimism for good life. What a nice message from our own satellite!
The moon is devoid of life as we define it, except for those footprints of Moon Walks by 12 NASA astronauts from 1969 to 1972. Twelve people on one space object, launched from another space object which carries multiple billions of a species.
I keep watch of the moon changes and, of course, the full moon phase. But besides the beauty of the illuminated satellite, I ponder the difference between Earth and Moon relative to the human carrying capacity of our home entity.
Staring at the full moon presents the view of a body of finiteness. It is a sphere of a certain size that will not increase nor decrease. For this satellite, as well as for its spacial buddies, what you see is what you get.
Why is it, then, that some in the human scientific community, the political communities, and informed individuals A and B on planet Earth do not understand the finite concept relative to population sustainability? We cannot sustain as a creature civilization with current population growth.
When will the unsustainable overshoot of humans on finiteness slap us in the face? When will this species of “life” shoot itself completely in the celestial foot?
Our one monthly reminder and mentor is the moon’s image. Beautiful finiteness, reflecting back to Earth-ites that our 7 billion individual species is growing and cannot grow forever. That’s what I reflect upon during full moon gazes.
