Many modern dysfunctions related to self-destruction (and thereby environmental destruction) come from a lack of recognition of the sacred importance of every person, animal, tree, rock, substance, and object. To compensate for this lack, we become like black holes drawing resources in and blighting what comes in touch with us.
An outward manifestation of this is the sheer amount of trash (literally, garbage) that we generate. About 1,000 miles west of San Francisco is a patch of swirling plastic and debris in the Pacific Ocean, estimated to be twice the size of the state of Texas and weigh about 3 million tons, in some places up to 300 feet deep. Plastic-made objects that drift into this area (everything from bottles and bags to toys) fragment into particles as fine as dust but have no natural way of being removed or degraded into the ocean. Creatures that consume these particles become carriers of toxins. Several more of these plastic trash islands and patches cluster in an area twice the size of the entire U.S.This environmental issue is very related to people being raised without a sense of appropriate importance and connectedness. Whether a person thinks/feels that he or she is the worst person around, or conversely, the best thing to walk the planet, what they share in common is a lack of context for being important. How am I related to others around me, the larger society, and all living and non-living things? How is each object in my awareness important as myself and how can I preserve its well-being or purpose? What can I do differently to honor what is important?What does it mean to have a healthy sense of being important?