To be truly green we need to move away from fossil fuel; no small task this. Those who get there, live by nature’s cycles, undertake forestation, use solar, wind, or bioenergy, and make in quantities that allow time for resources to replenish. A commendable example is Navadarshanam in Tamil Nadu, India.
Isabel while speaking to her father on FaceTime proclaimed that she was going to ride the bicycle to school when she returned (to California). When her father asked her why she'd be doing that, she said, ‘To save the polar bears, daddy.’ The cause, the effect, and the solution were so clear in Isabel’s mind: Our overuse of fossil fuel has accelerated changes in climate and extreme weather events, and the way out is to stop the use of fossil fuel and choose alternative, renewable sources that are available.
By the bay is a short story, a modern-day fable. At first, my voice sounded like an echo--I was repeating what the scientists had to say, then as I started to feel the heat of a speedily warming planet, I started to sound like those who were tirelessly trying to remind others of what's important and urgent. And then I grew silent, because neither worked to change anything around me. From silence came this short story. Through a mix of non-human characters--aquatic, avian, terrestrial, and even celestial, I have tried to focus on the innocence of life, while exploring its diversity. It's a bittersweet story, accompanied by a long and interesting fact sheet.
One way-One story, is the story of a book, one that we rarely hear. A story that contains the murmur of trees, the drone of machines, the smell of acid and bleach, the moistness of water, and the sighs of the planet.
Trees belong on our streets and in forests. They make great neighbours. Let's rest our tired backs on them. They won't complain and they will help lighten our care-wearied hearts.
She trembled is a post about the Earth and our dependence on it. It is a request to wake up and take notice. To pause heedless development, and the pursuit of un-grounded realities. It is a reminder to reciprocate. The sign is in the skies. God rests beneath our feet.
A grandiose view is not necessarily a complete view, and the view from behind a window pane might be an obstructed view. Let's step outside the glass house.
Kyo and Obi 