Dear me,
What is it like?
More Messages to the Future
Dear Lucy,
The clock ticks, time passes, and the earth and all of its inhabitants move closer to dangerous boundaries we can dimly discern but cannot see clearly.
Dear Thomas,
When you look at me with those big beautiful eyes and that innocent smile, you make me want to fight harder. And I do.
Dear future me,
I’m doing this work because I see it as the best way to save and improve as many lives as possible. I’m doing it so you, 2050 Ryan, can look at yourself in the mirror. And so you can tell your kids and grandkids someday that you did everything you could.
Dear Daughter,
Even when contemplating huge global-historical issues — especially then — it’s important to stay grounded in the present time and place, the specific here and now, and the minute affairs of everyday interpersonal relations.
To my daughter and son,
Surrounded by scientists who shared my fears and visions, I often had a hard time to accept that outside our small community climate change received marginal attention.
Pick up your trash wherever you go!
Dear Tomorrow,
I will work to restore the wetlands.
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.
Dear Kai and Leah,
I want you to feel awestruck like I do. It is important to feel small sometimes, to feel the weight of reality, to recognize the scale of a challenge, to see where you fit and what you are up against. This is the case with climate change.
Dear Leo,
Last week I took you to protest the Dakota Access Pipeline.
Querido amanhã,
Eu quero esse mundo melhor para você, onde o povo tem voz, seja lá quem você seja, eu vou fazer se tudo para proporcionar um mundo melhor para você.
To you, my dear!
In 2050, I will still be fighting against climate change. I feel that it’s not only my duty, but rather my destiny.
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