By Renata Siegmann
In the beginning of this year I was embedded in readings and sustainable habits. You know, taking my own bag to the supermarket, using my keep cup and complaining about the huge amount of plastic we are surrounded by. But I guess the height of time compressed those habits all together in a thin little layer leaving a huge space for more. That space was simply begging to be filled and that was enough incentive for me to notice a community garden event nearby.
That was my first encounter with Transition Bondi. I was so pleased that day. I had so many wonderful conversations among vegetables, herbs and fruit trees. I left that morning feeling good with myself, and that was enough reason for me to go back. And I did. I went back not only to the garden but to the film and feast events, and the meetings and workshops. Without even noticing, Transition Bondi was already part of my life.
Now, before I leave to new adventures far from here, I stop to reflect on the things I’ve learned from that experience. Do you know what I found? I found people making choices based in hopes not in fears. I found people adding more life to the time they have instead of complaining of not having more time in their lives. I saw people working to make a positive impact in the environment instead of only avoiding depletion. I was surrounded by people interested in work collectively and rescue that connection with each other that long ago was much easier and natural to occur. I was between people brave enough to live with a purpose and wise enough by having fun in the way. I was being part of a group of people that didn’t accept things as they are and were doing all they can to change it. I also came to realise that I was becoming that person too.
Hearing the news about climate tragedies often put me down. I would think things like “Why I bother doing all of this?” I felt restless and frustrated but there was always support and a piece of advice from those that have been in that skin for longer than me. One day I was in one of the Transition Bondi meetings and I read a little quote on the wall: “Success is not final, failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts.” (Winston Churchill). I came to realise that I can’t go back to simply doing nothing. Giving up just doesn’t come up as an option to me. If I am to keep sane, I shall continue.
I can’t express how grateful I am with all of you from TB that somehow made this experience so important to me. And I keep the invitation open for all the courageous ones to join us.