I was raised (trained) to have a rollercoastering idealistic/cynical attitude about life, so if I got anything wrong in my post up there, well, just know that I’m working on fixing that. (Though I hate to use this particular metaphor, Rome wasn’t built in a day.) But truly, I do think that even for somebody who wants to rewild, if they haven’t yet got the skills and means to survive a quick collapse, it is a terrifying prospect. TimeLESS – I agree that it’s ultimately about something greater than ourselves, but we are part of that “something”, and I don’t think rewilding is about altruism or sacrificing yourself; I think you do have to keep your own best interests in mind, even if it makes you “hypocritical” (whatever that means) until you’re ready to take another step further into rewilding. I think we have every right to be terrified by having the rug of how we survive (no matter how threadbare) pulled out from under our feet.
I was talking about my therapist about this recently. At the Skill Share last month in northern WA, the discussion about natural childbirth TERRIFIED me. I had to find a friend and go to a safe place with her so that I could work through the terror. If I became pregnant tomorrow and decided to keep the child, I don’t think I’d be ready for a non-hospitalized birth in 9 months (and I wouldn’t call myself a hypocrite for choosing to give birth in a hospital). My own birth was prolonged and traumatic, eventually threatening my own life, and potentially my mother’s, so that the doctor had to perform a C-section. Knowing my mother quite well, and knowing the circumstances surrounding her pregnancy with me as well as her family history, I am sure that the drama was due to my mother’s emotional state during her pregnancy and her anxiety during my birth. It is an anxiety and terror that I also carry with me about the prospect of birth, and I would not be surprised if it took me many years to become comfortable enough with birth to deliver naturally.
At the skill share, what terrified me most was the thought, what if I became pregnant after a crash, and I wasn’t ready?
This is kind of off-topic, so I’ll stop here. But to sum up…I think that individually, there are things in some, most, or all of us that keep us tethered to civ for the time being, no matter what role in a hierarchy we serve. And rewilding is not a smooth, quick action of cutting the tethers. We’re not ready for an abrupt crash just because we want to be or say we are ready.
Edit: In my mind, the rewilding movement can be best achieved by an intergenerational effort, in which each new generation is challenged to unlearn what they know of civ and relearn a deeper knowledge of living as nature-based people. I think it is unwise to expect oneself to have it all set out for one’s children. Certainly there are values that you can impart, and knowledge that you can share, but there are some ways in which civ has affected you that you may not ever be able to shake. You are blind to many of them. It’s up to your children to continue your work and reject what you cannot reject for yourself – and synchronistically, to regain what you have failed to regain within your lifetime.
This is not to say that I’m at all an apologist for civ. I do believe in the goal of moving as far from it as possible. My skepticism lies in the question of whether complete freedom is really possible for us within our individual lifetimes, because people are limited in what they can accomplish by their own mortal bodies. This is not a bad thing or a good thing, it’s just the reality that we have to work with, and we have to accept it as something we can’t change (although we can change what we believe, what we want, and how we see ourselves).