The Last Hours of Ancient Sunlight, by Thom Hartmann, is a depressing book and an optimistic one. I found it both VERY depressing and VERY optimistic. When a friend offered to lend it to me, I wasn’t going to take it till I noticed who had written it. Hartmann is a prolific and profound writer on many subjects.
I took the book and buried it in a large pile until I had the emotional stamina to tackle the state of the world. That was a couple of days ago. For two days, off and on, I read one discouraging fact after another until my heart was down in my shoes.
“I’m not going to read any more of it today,” I said to my husband at dinner last night. “I want a good night’s sleep and if I read one more example of how the planet is being destroyed, I think I will melt down.”
So I did other things during the evening. But a curiosity was growing in me. He had held out the carrot at the start of the book, that the ending was optimistic. I kept wondering how he was going to pull that off.
So I succumbed. I read the last part of the book. And yes, it is profoundly optimistic. I felt much better. He writes of the morphic field, of our connection with God, of David and Goliath, of the power of each of us to make a difference day by day. I felt more and more connected as I read, and I felt more hope and excitement about my own work and my own life. As for the Big Bad Picture, I realized I needed to have some patience.
But did I sleep well? Ha.
Highly recommeded. And he has a newer book , along very similar lines: Threshold: The Crisis of Western Culture.
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