I won’t leave my lights on.
More Messages to the Future
Dear old dude Mårten,
I know that the 2019 version of me (today that is) wished and hoped for that I did all within my power to turn the world around without loosing sight on the beauty of being alive.
It seems silly to saddle yourself with guilt for something that hasn’t happened yet. I don’t want to do that. As of today, I don’t really feel guilty. I guess I just want to make sure I keep doing more, so that when you read this, and ask what I’ve done since then, I can still feel good about my efforts.
Creo que debo hacer más. Por ello, he decidido escribir esta breve carta para empezar un proceso en el que vaya escribiendo más cartas, conforme vaya teniendo más claridad de mis posibles contribuciones.
Queridas crianças do mundo inteiro,
Pedimos que vocês procurem fazer como nós e continuem essa luta de colaborar com nosso planeta: evitando o consumo exagerado, usando a tecnologia para o bem, plantando árvores, economizando água e poluindo menos.
Dear future me,
I am 19 years old, and I am angry.
Dear Future Me: Only open after March 4th, 2050
I don’t regret my past ventures, nor do I believe I will regret my future ventures, but I’ve learned that I’ve needed to manifest these experiences into actions of sustainable development and conservation and protection of our environment.
Saiba que enquanto eu tiver vida, minha voz não calará para alertar o mal que estamos fazendo agora para as nossas gerações futuras…
I promise to use a reusable water bottle.
I promise I will eat vegan, organic, locally grown, and seasonal.
I pledge to take the bus.
A message from co-founder Jill Kubit:
Writing letters to our kids about climate change is hard. It should be.
Dear Erica and Matthew,
I want you to be able to bring your kids to Tahoe and experience the same clarity that you had as a child.