More Messages to the Future
Dear Valentina & Luis,
You both know I have made it my mission to get people to understand more about the state of our planet‘s climate and what was at stake.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to pick up trash at every beach I visit 🙂 and to bike for local errands.
to my dearest children,
Our future is being made now, and I promise to do everything in my power to make yours safe.
Dear Finley,
I wonder if in 2050 we will be looking at a future where fear from the changes at hand has caused people to hate rather than love and provide hope. Perhaps in that world we will we no longer comprehend the biblical texts in a meaningful way. Will climate change be the end of the epoch of God?
Dear next generation,
I hope that by the time you’re reading this, things have changed and people have started to protect the earth
dear earth,
I promise those who walked the Earth before me and those who will walk the Earth after me that I will not stand by and let nature slip through my fingers.
Dear Samuel, Willa, and Ben,
To the core of my being, and only through the power of community, I will honor the voices of the youth who are pleading, “Don’t burn my future.” Samuel, Willa, and Ben, your little voices I know, will join that chorus soon enough.
To Annika, Anders, Stella, Eva, and Mickey,
In writing to you, I realize that I don’t want you to be hard on yourself if you choose to not make this your cause. But it is mine, so I hope that you hold me accountable to some of what I wrote here.
Happy 34th birthday my son.
To laugh at our efforts as they were on such a small scale, too small some would say to make a difference, and then smile when we think about the number families just like ours that did the same thing.
Dear Potential Future Kiddo,
To think that my choices of sustainable commuting, eating a plant based diet, and working on our City’s zero waste program likely pale in comparison to the impact of not having a baby is nothing short of devastating. Does it make me a bad environmentalist to honor my maternal instincts?
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to reach out to more people to ditch driving and consider using public transportation. I promise to convince Marin markets that sensible policies in density and mixed use planning will further enhance everyone’s quality of life.
My dearest children Ameilia and Alivia,
I want you to hear the whispers of the seasons changing. The rustling of leaves as they gracefully cascade down from their limbs in the fall, birds singing in spring, and frogs that serenade the summer night.
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