As a person who can putter inside the house for days and not leave, I’m thinking about migration, how central that is to so many people’s lives in this day. Mainly in the sense of being born in say, Africa, and due to conflict, climate change, societal collapse, whatever, ending up uprooted and in search of a better life, often to find they’re not welcome where they end up. Or at least needing to learn a new language and trying to fit into an unfamiliar society.
Mike Solomon has done some artwork on this theme, and a short video on his thinking–worth watching just to see all the feet.
On a different scale is a long NYTimes article on migration from South/Central America north to the US border, how they get fleeced on the way, and probably not told that they won’t be entirely welcome at the border anyway.
And here I’m sitting in my house in Arizona, seemingly belonging here, but aware that if the water supply dries up due to climate change, we could become migrants too. And we all migrate from birth, through growth, to death and a different world and more growth.
All this ferment in the world will cause a gradual realization that “The earth is but one country, and mankind its citizens”. Change takes time, but it does happen.