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.

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Dear Future Me: Only open after March 4th, 2050

Dear Future Self,

I have a confession to make, I didn’t do enough to save our Mother Gaia.

When I was in my mid-20s, every opportunity or chance I had I would travel to a new land, country, and culture to explore every beautiful ‘nook and cranny’ of our earth. I wanted to soak in earth’s mysterious beauty and elegance as it’s where I felt the most free to be lost within myself. I was happy scuba diving with hammerhead sharks in the Galapagos Islands and skiing the high mountain tops of Norway. You see, I knew my time on earth was limited, so I wanted to do it all. But I also knew that these natural beauties on earth were limited. As much as I wanted to, I knew it wasn’t going to last forever.

But I made a crucial mistake. While I was off trying to take a mental photography of every true beauty of nature before it was too late, I didn’t realize the extent of my responsibilities. 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.

Right now, our world is a little lost as our Mother Gaia is incredibly sick and it’s extremely divided. Now, in 2018 we live in a world where people don’t trust each other and a world where environmental activists are being silenced. People have their own selfish agenda, threatening on our existence of the human race as climate change has increasingly become a serious issue. For many years, climate change and global warming has consistently stirred up our world, as I’ve personally witnesses ice melting at an alarming rate, and experienced unusual weather patterns, but still with so much scientific evidence in our reality, people still are ignorant.

I write to you, so that you can learn from my early age mistakes and my ignorance of not realizing my own potential knowledge that could help bring action against climate change. I hope you follow my footprints in continuing to discover and explore every green of our Mother Gaia, but I hope that you use these experiences to your beneficial advantage and take sustainability into your own hands. Yes, educating others of your experiences and what you’ve seen is keen, as awareness and speaking out is an necessity. However, I hope in the future you’ve taken a different personal approach to our your own actions and look towards ways of how your love for travel and adventure can help and rejuvenate Mother Gaia.

I’m scared of not knowing what Mother Gaia state will be in the future, but I can only hope that it’s as green as it once was while I was a teenager. I hope future you will look inwards to making a difference, as Mother Gaia has entrusted you with nature’s survival and balance.

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