Tag: love

73) Dear Ancestors,

For most of my life, I have wondered what I would pass on to future generations.  Would I leave a legacy for my descendants to feel proud of?  Would I have my picture in textbooks that kids would study someday?  Would I be some “important figure in history”?  Would I write a song that people…

70) Purpose — Part 2 — Why the Environmental Movement has Failed (so far) — Act III: Full Circle

The Environmental Movement HAS failed. Not entirely, of course. Changes have been made. Ideas have been planted and taken root. Species have been protected. Legislation has been passed. Global movements have arisen. But we have still failed. Because after all the progress, the passion, the tear gas, the signs and chants and songs and sit-ins…

69) Purpose — Part 2 — Why the Environmental Movement has Failed (so far) — Act II: Change or Die

“Change or die” I want to help make this world a better place. For you. For your future, and your loved ones’ futures. You and I might have different beliefs about how to get from “here” to “there”, from this current somewhat-troubled world to something better in the future. Or we might have identical beliefs,…

68) Purpose — Part 2 — Why the Environmental Movement has Failed (so far) — Act I: Me & You

I love you. You might be thinking….”Really? That’s creepy.” Or you might be thinking….”Really? We’ve never even met!” Or you might be thinking…..”Why, what’d you have in mind?” 😉Or you might be thinking…..”Huh? I thought this was about why the environmental movement has failed.” Please let me explain. I believe you’re great, at least potentially.…

50) Dirty Feet (TW: suicide, sexual assault)

(NOTE:  I realized recently that the author of this post is unspecified, and some people have thought it is me.  To be clear, this is a letter sent to me by someone who took my classes, and I thought I had commented that it was my “first guest post”, but clearly I didn’t here.  Sorry…

20) Gratitude — Day 1

I am grateful for Slider. I’ve had him since I was 3 or 4, and he’s been in my bedroom (or now, usually my kids’ bedroom, cuz he gets to hang out with their stuffies and go on adventures when we’re all asleep or out of the house….of course….). He is the perfect shape for…

17) The larks, still bravely singing

I don’t remember her name; I should pay more attention to details like that. But I remember her eyes. They were a brilliant blue, beautiful. Kind, and warm. I could have imagined falling in love looking into those eyes. We were sitting beside each other, randomly, at my kids’ Remembrance Day Concert. The woman had…

#Infinity) September 29, 2017 – TurnAround

Friday, September 29, 2017 “5, 4, 3…..” This day in history, I declare normal life, in all respects, to be over.  I know you’re busy. So here it is, in one bite sized chunk. Ten years ago, I feared the day when science would tell us that our planetary life support system was about to…

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