Saturday, March 27th at 8:30pm was EARTH HOUR. My Earth Hour began in 2007 and is a campaign by the World Wildlife Fund to spread awareness about climate change and emphasizes the individual impact that each one of us has on our environment. The goal was to have people turn off the electricity in their homes when the clock turned to 8:30pm in the local time zone. Earth Hour is an extremely powerful movement that gained over a million supporters this year and had followers in over 4,000 cities in 120 countries.
The wave of darkness began in Sydney, Australia with the lights of the opera house’s domes shutting off and continued to the Eiffel Tower in Paris, the Empire State Building and even reverberated through the Las Vegas Strip. And, a little house in Custer, Washington took part in the movement. At 8:30pm and with Beckett sound asleep for the night, Jacob and I turned off the lights, shut down the computer, stopped the washer and dryer and stalled the dishwasher from starting. After the last of the dishes were done and the laundry folded, the next hour was spent reading by candlelight and spending time together in a calm, solitude that only parents of babies and toddlers can truly appreciate.
I was reminded of what “ye olden days” might have been like. Ma and Pa sitting by firelight – a knitting project in Ma’s lap, Pa plucking on the banjo and a haunting stillness. My earth hour was peaceful and pleasant. The world slowed down. The night didn’t go by as quickly. And, I enjoyed an old fashioned evening with my beloved.
Shhh! Don’t tell my husband, but I think we might do an “earth hour” every month or so.
Powerful things do happen in the dark. Earth Hour empowers us all to be heroes by uniting to turn off our lights for one hour in a call to action on climate change.