I am done living a life of lies. For my whole life, I believed that I was living the way I ought to. I was on the grid, just like everyone else, I had a corporate job, just like everyone else, all I wanted to do was earn money, just like everyone else. I was the seething masses. I was the faceless corporations. But then decided to go overseas, to experience a bit more of the world than what I had to that point, and what I saw blew my mind. I realised the flaws with my way of living and committed to becoming a fully fledged eco-warrior when I returned home. But, on returning, I found it almost impossible to find a sustainable home in Melbourne. No matter where I looked, no matter where I turned, the houses labelled ‘green’ only scratched the surface enough to ease the conscience. There was nothing really environmentally friendly about them at all.
After months of looking for energy efficient homes in Melbourne, I realised that it would be up to me. The houses were green, but my way of thinking wasn’t. They were green because they used the most sustainable materials around, but the fact that I wanted to create something new and better made me no worse than the average consumer. It was greener than anything because it was already there. The wasn’t going to be green if I wasn’t going to be green.
That is the realisation I have come to. Living for the planet in a remote community is easy. Living for the planet in a bustling city is hard. I need help in order to get to where I need to be. I need to be honest with myself and try and create what I want instead of expecting it to come to me.
There is freedom within, there is freedom without. It is how you feel in your own skin that truly counts.