“One Thing You Can Do” – the third in a series of short essays

Don't Look Away Please don’t look away. If you only have one thing to do, look at a wonderful blog site like the Yale Climate Change Communications website (http://climatecommunication.yale.edu/) or Grist (https://grist.org/) where one can read articles on or in response to climate change, listen to  podcasts or watch a short video. Or one can read a book on climate that grabs your attention, and even if it gets difficult, keep reading it to the end. Don’t stop; don’t look…

“One Thing You Can Do” – the second in a series of short essays

Stop by Uli Nagel One thing we can do is to stop. Try not to turn away from the uncertainty of our human future. It’s easy to escape from the real, big picture. Even activism, I found, can be a way to escape: reminding friends to off-set their carbon footprint, practicing self-care, attending protests, donating to Greenpeace, riding my bike to work, inventing a new gadget. We are really busy and want to think we are doing our part. Yet,…

Impressions from the Global Climate Action Summit by Uli Nagel

Impressions from the Global Climate Action Summit We usually don’t think much about the difference between linear and exponential functions unless they fall within the realm of our work. More over it’s hard for us to grasp exponential change. It doesn’t come naturally. If we want to combat climate change though, we need to. That was the message at the Global Climate Action Summit, an event hosted by California’s governor Jerry Brown: if the world’s greenhouse gas emissions peak in…

Beyond Hope or Despair

Beyond Hope or Despair There is something beyond both hope or despair in response to the dilemma of climate change or climate breakdown, a term that the British journalist, George Monbiot recently coined.  When I hear people saying, yes, there is still hope, we must have hope, when what is being described seems so devoid of hope, then recently I find it grating to my ears. It just does not ring true to reality. The fear by many is that…

Dreaming Big

Dreaming Big With Trump pulling out of the Paris agreement which in some ways was no surprise, but still a huge disappointment, it is heartening to read and see how many people, states, cities and towns are mobilizing in spite of this unfortunate act. There is still sanity on all sides of the aisle as we face now and in the future rising sea levels, droughts, super storms...the list goes on. I recently attended the annual Citizens’ Climate Lobby (CCL) conference. It was…

A stretch in consciousness

A Stretch in Consciousness Today is Mother’s Day. My dear mom died almost two years ago so I have no mom to call, visit or send flowers to, but nonetheless I bought flowers – light orange tulips – in honor of her spirit. Today I am also thinking of the great Mother Earth, as “she” has been called. It is our “mother earth” that is crying out for help. Recently in writing about my life since losing my mom, I ended…

Climate Change poem: Loud and Clear by Uli Nagel

Written by Guest blogger Uli Nagel   Loud and Clear I climbed the hill behind the house Slipping on years and years of leaves piled high on the steep forest floor.   I huff-puffed the winter sloth into the first breeze of spring, and reached the top of the rocky drop into a valley that belongs to maples;   a spontaneous reserve on acres of abandoned paper mill, sweet, untouched nature since the day someone had dropped a tire there.…

Climate Change poem: Perpetuity by Uli Nagel

  Written by Guest blogger Uli Nagel   Perpetuity I never had kids - never wanted to or dared to dabble with life that way. I thought that maybe this world is human enough.   30 years later, there are a lot more of us, 3 billion or so and still I envy my friends now and then, spending time with their grandkids anytime they can in between organizing against mass-extinction and climate change.   On the other hand, my…

Ice and Sky

Ice and Sky Hardly anybody knows this about me, but when I was thirteen, I fell in love with Antarctica. An unusual place to fall in love with, but it was all because of my 8th grade teacher whom I adored. I had her jointly for English and History and we did projects on topics that blended history, English, creativity, drama and even cooking. We did a whole project on Antarctica; read poems, read the journal of Robert Scott, who died…