Civilization of re-binding

"Man did not weave the web of life -- he is merely a strand in it.
Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself."
Grandfather Seattle, Suquamish Elder, 1854

Ideologies die. Philosophies move on. But dreams stay. Dreams always maintain open the horizon of hope. They create the humus needed that allows to constantly project new forms of social convivial and of relationship with nature. Suquamish Elder, Grandfather Seattle, understood very well the importance of dreams when, in 1856, wrote to Washington's governor Isaac Stevens, who pressed him to sell the land to the European colonizers. Puzzled, Grandfather Seattle asked himself, failing to understand: can you buy or sell the breeze, the green of the plants, the purity of the water or the splendor of the fields, as the white people want? And he concluded: the people of the land would understand "if we knew the dreams of the white people, if we knew which hope they pass to their sons and daughters; and which visions of the future the white men and women offer for tomorrow..."

What is our dream? What is the dream of the civil society of the world that acquired visibility in the peoples gathered in Porto Alegre, Seattle, and Cancun? Is the dream of the inclusion of all in the human family, living together in the one and only Common Home, the Earth; the dream of the great integration of all the cultures, ethnic groups, traditions, religious and spiritual paths in humanity's common patrimony; the dream of a new covenant with all the other living beings of nature, feeling them, truly, as our brothers and sisters in the immense chain of life; the dream of an economy worthy and decent for everyone, including all living organisms; the dream of one caring for the other to finally exorcise fear; the dream of a dialogue of all with their own Depth, from where all the impulses to do good deeds, cooperation and love flow; the dream of a binding again of all with the original Source, from which all beings flow, giving us the welcoming feeling of a final Womb, when one day all of us fall in the arms of God Father-Mother of endless goodness and we all live forever, without end.

As we can see, it is about the dream of a civilization of universal re-binding that includes us all. We will continue to be a union of the opposites, but the light will have in us much more space than darkness. This ancestral human yearning was exiled by the type of culture prevalent in the last centuries. We come from a civilizing attempt, now spread worldwide, that accomplished extraordinary feats, but which is materialistic and mechanic, linear and deterministic, dualist and reductionist, atomic and compartmentalized. It has separated matter and spirit, science and life, economy and politics, technique and poetry, God and the world. It did something like a lobotomy in our mind, because it left us disenchanted, obtuse to the wonders of nature and insensitive to the awe, to the reverence the universe elicits in us. This civilization of re-binding of all with all will give centrality to religion, not as much as an institution but as a human dimension, as the strength that will bind again together all things among themselves, with the human being and with the essential Being. Then, the civilization of the space age will appear, from the earthly society, the first civilization of humanity as humanity, finally reconciled with everything... in harmony and peace with all things...