I used to say to my children if they fell over “say sorry to the pavement”.
I have just come in from shopping and put my keys into the front door, the door opened with a creak, there were various rattles and squeaks.
It is utterly and profoundly true that there are spirits everywhere and stuff has agency – a key broke recently causing chaos – I was not being mindful about what I was doing. Another related book is a history of noise. This discusses Wells Cathedral and the amazing sounds that come out of it if trumpets are blown at certain places.
I saw a few years ago a bloke repairing some sash windows in a house overlooking a canal in Amsterdam. The house is 400 years old.
Sustainability is very easily achieved – we just have to go gently and say good morning to the front door lock!
We need to reinvent our own rituals and dances of life.