Dear Tomorrow,
I’ll buy only food that I plan to eat before it spoils.
Dear Great Grandchildren,
If you are reading this, you probably inherited my fascination with ancestry, and the way it uncovers incredible stories of unlikely survival.
I promise to stop eating junk food.
Dear Gabriel,
When the worst consequences of climate change still feel far away today, or the barriers to acting on climate change seem steep today, I do not think about today. I think about you, and your world when you are my age.
I love you Earth.
Dear Future,
We need to work to save our beautiful home.
To my Beloved Future Children,
Be fearless – do not be afraid to talk to each other and do not be afraid to fail.
Dear Children,
I wish I had a crystal ball and could peep into it to see you all happy and safe in a world that nourishes you and that is also nourished by you, a world where the resources it provides are as valued as the people in it and not frittered away by greed and power.
Dear kids of America,
Please eliminate plastic everything
I promise to plant trees and to turn off the lights.
Oi Luc,
Estou esperando ansiosa sua chegada pra que a gente possa fazer muitas coisas boas juntos, uma delas, é cuidar bem do nosso planeta.
Dear Seamus and Tuva,
So it’s 2050. If the good people are winning the greater struggle, fossil fuels are a shamefully long chapter of the past, and there has been a full scale awakening to the need for only renewable, clean energy.
Dear Llewyn, beloved grandson …
I can only say that I devoted myself to doing as much as I could to make it better, to provide for a just transition, and to fight those forces that continued to exploit the Eaarth with extractive methods, methods that always also included oppressing some people–because those doing the oppression believed that they were better and deserved more.