It has been a full Monday---a doctor's visit, the last of the repair of the underside of my car, groceries. Lovely rain; I'll be able to weed tomorrow.
The important thing today was going to see Al Gore's "An Inconvenient Sequel".
It was appalling to see the scenes of devastation coming in the wake of the reality of climate change; and it was encouraging to see this man of nobility and determination still gathering and presenting incontrovertible information, and speaking to people all over the world.
And it was brilliant to get this film out now, when individual cities are pledging themselves to the Paris climate agreements, no matter what our government in Washington says---or, rather, fails to say.
It gives me hope, and a prayer that we might yet save our beautiful planet for our children and our childrens' children.
Meanwhile, Bracha the cat, skinnier than ever, is curled on the sofa next to me purring. She is not concerned about global warming; she is happy that she is on a mildly warm heating pad next to me, being stroked and told she is a good cat. I bypass guilt about the heating pad by remembering that we opted to pay more so that all the power in our house comes from wind.
Still, I changed all the lightbulbs on three floors years ago from incandescent to compact flourescent, and finally, now, to LED. I still turn appliances and lights off when not in use. For decades now I have made sure that none of our investments are in fossil fuels.
I know these are very small actions, relative to the breadth, the gravity and the complexity of the problem. How do you convince anyone of this particularly inconvenient truth when they are in the unrelenting grip of that rapacious greed that covers fear? How do you find that primal cause of it all, that button that when you push it, everything unravels?
These are the questions I take upstairs to dream on. Good night.