Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to reduce my carbon footprint and fight for climate policies so that you can hike up a glacier in the lower 48.
I promise to reduce my carbon footprint and fight for climate policies so that you can hike up a glacier in the lower 48.
My dearest Paloma Bear,
I want the very best for you and for generations to come. There is only one planet earth. Your mommy and I will make a genuine effort to make an impact to protect it for you.
Dear Eleanor,
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.
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.
My future husband,
I want us to read this in future time and remember all the senses and views we witnessed.
Dear Peyton and Lucas,
I want you to continue to enjoy bright, beautiful, blue skies, gigantic shady trees, chirping birds, scampering squirrels, sparkling creeks and all that this amazing world has to offer!
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to buy organic food and run more and bike more! (I could use the exercise.)
AMORI MIEI EMMA DOMINGA E MAMMA AURELIE
Mamma e Papà cercano insieme sempre di darti il meglio però anche tu dovrai fare la tua parte nel mondo.
To my wide-eyed warrioresses,
Since my two daughters emerged into this world, all of my tomorrows have become more dear.
Dear Future Self,
I am scared of the things happening right now with our planet.
Dear Sinchi,
The world is changing and it is happening fast.
Dear future love,
A culture of consumption is the reason that my world faces such an ecological crisis, it is both necessary and proper to address the fundamental mindsets that have created such a destructive culture.
To My Fellow Two-Spirits,
Thank you — Thank you — without you, I would not hear butterflies singing, without you, I would not understand black bear humor, or the creativity of jays planning their breakfast, without you, I would not feel flora whispers of long-lived wisdom on the back of my neck while sitting in Padmasana.