Hugging Trees

Yesterday was all about trees around here. It was about using fewer of them, planting them, and being grateful for their majesty and divine life-giving and sustaining design. Studies have shown that trees make us happier. Urban public tree lined green spaces and streets reduce stress and crime. Their shade makes heat extremes more manageable and reduce our need for air conditioning. And when used to create wind breaks in agriculture, they reduce erosion of valuable amended top-soil. Beyond these fairly pedestrian benefits, recent studies suggest that our planetary tree cover will be key to the reversal of the climate crisis. (Related reading: Scientists Identify How Many Trees to Plant and Where to Plant Them to Stop Climate Crisis).

In 2016, global tree cover loss reached a record of 73.4 million acres!

That said it is time that we confront our personal accountability in the rapid deforestation happening across our planet. An estimated 18 million acres (7.3 million hectares) of forest, roughly the size of Panama, are lost each year, according to the United Nations' Food and Agriculture Organization (FAO). They are cleared for “the greedy few” to achieve short term profit on paper, lumber and newly cleared land. So again, I implore you to give some thought to how your big bank is using your dollars, many contribute to projects designed to profit on the stripping of the Amazon and other rain-forests. It is these very forests that could well be our salvation.

With my money already removed from this system, I decided to shift my focus yesterday to my own “attainable sustainable” choices. Mindful and simple little changes that if we all made them, we could make a real collective difference.

The last two rolls of toilet paper from trees that will ever find use in this house.

So let’s talk toilet paper. Every time you wipe you’re flushing our forests down the toilet. But it doesn’t have to be that way. There are several certified brands out there that use 100% recycled paper or are milled from sustainably harvested eucalyptus or bamboo. No new trees killed…yay! Any of them are a worthwhile way to reduce your home’s demand for deforestation. I chose to place an order with “Who Gives A Crap” because not only are they tree free, but they are also plastic-free, and 50% of their profits go to a charitable cause. If you want to make the shift too they gave me a coupon code. Get $10 off of your first order. Have at it for all your home tissue needs!

Next I approached my paper consumption as an internet entrepreneur. With both my art practice and a vintage shop I use a lot of paper and card board. While I already have a large supply of card-stock laid in for my art practice, I vow now to not acquire any new card-stock unless it is certified 100% recycled or sustainably sourced. I’m also taking steps to ensure that my business collateral; stickers, tissue, and business cards, are made sustainably, are recyclable and/or biodegradable. If you have a small business and need some responsible branded packaging, may I suggest noissue tissue co. When it comes to business cards, I have long been an avid MOO customer. Their print quality and stock have always given my cards an impactful first impression. Now they’re offering tree-free stock made from fashion industry cotton off-cuts. Sign me up! My new batch of cards has yet to arrive, but I’m excited to feel them and start handing them out with pride.

Beautiful custom branded tissue packaging from noissue.co that is FSC certified sustainably sourced and printed with Eco-friendly soy ink.

Finally, after addressing my use of trees, I moved on to making sure I was replenishing some of our planetary tree cover. First, I did so by donating $40 to The Nature Conservancy through their “Plant a Billion” campaign. Every $1 plants a tree! That’s 40 trees I just planted!

I then turned my focus to my own backyard. Last year we mysteriously lost a very well established lilac bush. It left a whole in our yard and our hearts. Yesterday we filled that hole, with a brand new purple foliage cherry tree. It felt so good to physically dig in the dirt and put a tree in the ground. So satisfying in fact, that we’ve now got the itch and are looking around our yard for more places we could plant trees (without shading out our food garden). Hell, I’m sorely tempted to go rouge Johnny Appleseed-style on future walks.

In short yesterday was a day of action, and I can’t advocate strongly enough for how even these small actions can make you feel less helpless in the face of our climate crisis. Give it a try and see how righteous it makes you feel.

Planting Seeds

I’m back. I’ll admit I’m still trying to get the hang of this writing business. I find myself brimming with so many ideas for things to write about that I stall out paralyzed by choice. What bite should we take next? How do we direct this effort in a productive way?

So I decided to examine my mission. The primary goal of this endeavor is to change hearts, minds, and habits by planting seeds – figuratively. (Though we whole-heartedly endorse the literal planting of seeds as well, but that’s another blog entry). This is why I chose to begin today with an opening fern fiddle. Their fronds unfurl – in pretty dark places – in a way that I feel is perfectly symbolic for the growth of loving ideas and their spread in these perilous times.

You may have noticed in my last entry that I shared a little scene of me planting a seed over my cream-less compostable cup of coffee before I divested. This is just a small scale example of coarse, but my thinking is this. One particularly pressing topic we need to be talking about more is the climate crisis and our impact on our planet.

Society at large seems to just go about our daily interactions never mentioning this massive elephant in the room. (Funny that the elephant is the symbol for the climate legislation-blocking GOP). Climate change stands to wipe out all of us, and yet we just keep our heads down and carry-on, like lemmings on our way to the cliff’s edge. We don’t have much time to turn the tides on this problem, and the first step is rounding up the team. To do that we have to open a dialogue and raise awareness in our communities. Even if it’s just the community in your house, office, grocery store, gym class or carpool (you should carpool more by the way). Ideas spread and grow, and we need communities at large to take their impact and potential for change seriously.

So here and now, to you, I vow to talk about it more. Thus far I have done, in some very raw and frank conversations with friends and family. But I also vow to talk about it more in my communities, like here in my corner of the online world, or in line at the store, or when I run into a neighbor on walk, or over my compostable cup of coffee at the local credit union.

My personal style is to chose my words carefully and speak to strangers from a place of, and in the direction of, growth, honesty and love. I try not to come from a place of judgment, because I’m learning to be better about my impact myself. I want them to know that I’m their team-mate in this adjustment.

While shopping I have been known to enthusiastically expressed my excitement for products in my cart that are eco-concious, to those around me, and to the checker as I check out. I do this to illustrate the availability of choice in our consumption of common products. ( Boom! .::seeds::. ) I’ve offered to help someone bag their purchases and grabbed the 100% recycled kraft paper bag. I explained my choice to them by making a joke (though perhaps off-color), about how “I recently learned that the fish and animals can’t read the warnings printed on the plastic ones, the paper ones don’t have warnings so their easier to read. And hey, bonus, they’re recycled and can be reused and recycled again.” ( .::seed::. ) In one case running an errand, I even offered to spring for the 99¢ reusable for a fellow consumin’ human. They accepted with their thanks, then bought a couple more for them self. “I’m trying to be better about remembering mine too”, I add. ( .::seed::. )

A reenactment of you getting in their head.

Casual mentions of the bonkers weather, or other news stories with climate change at their root are also opportunities for engagement that I’m trying not to miss out on. Now obviously sometimes my subtle comments seem to get casually brushed off, but if you watch their faces you can see the wheels in that other human start turning as they carry on with their life. Don’t discount these interactions. You got that seed in the ground, and that’s a win too.

In practice I have found what starts as a casual mention sometimes blooms into a cathartic conversation. It feels good to know you’ve found another team-mate. That you’re not a “crazy tree-hugger”, and you’re not alone. There are more of us than you think, and we’ll have more power pulling together in our number. For me, the reassurance that I’m not alone in concern for the planet helps make me more confident installing changes into my own life. It makes my little changes feel valid and appreciated.

I put this to you now. Try to engage more people in your daily life, and see how good it feels scoring a few for the team. The more people we get thinking about our collective well-being the better chance we all have. You’ll start to more firmly install changes in your routines, and the people you interact with will start to install changes, and the people they inspire will install changes. You have the potential to encourage real change to unfold and spread in your world. With any luck the validation of these interactions will hopefully get us all to a a place where we’re more comfortable being vocal, more engaged, and before you know it we’re making real movement.

Go plant some seed,

Caryn Ann
”the meek rising”

P.S. It could be good for your happiness. Want to feel happier today? Talk to a stranger.

Speaking Their Language

We all know the reason we are here, staring into a climate crisis that could wipe out life on this planet. It is in large part because of greed / money. In particular a network of billionaires with interests in keeping the status quo has been funding a massive climate denial movement to keep us from progress. (Related reading Meet the Money Behind The Climate Denial Movement)

But we as individuals have also been complicit with our consumption habits, and how we blindly spend and invest our money.

So recognizing my own accountability - and in an attempt to take back my power - I set up a meeting with my financial advisor to discuss my investments. I wanted to know exactly what my money was funding. While what I had invested wasn’t a huge sum, I couldn’t bare the thought that perhaps some part could be invested in the destruction of our planet or private for profit prisons on our southern border.

While I waited in the lobby, readying myself emotionally to face-up to what I had personally been profiting from, I helped myself to a cup of coffee. The coffee in itself posed an eco-conciousness call to be made. The cups were compostable (whew), the sugar was bulk and in a recyclable card tube with a plastic top and bottom (not ideal), but the creamers were in those little non-recyclable plastic, single ounce servings. While I tend to like a bit of cream in my coffee, I opted to simply use a little sugar and forego personally contributing a piece of plastic to the garbage. It made me feel righteous saying “no” to that little container.

Seeing me dressing my coffee, another customer came over and helped himself. As he reached for the creamer next to me I sipped my coffee and casually chimed in “I wish those didn’t come in non-recyclable plastic servings”. A comment he in the moment seemed to shrug off, but I could tell the seed was planted. I know I caused him to reflect on his decision, perhaps it even followed him through the rest of his day. I was on a roll!

Then my advisor emerged from the back offices and ushered me back and we got down to business. We had just barely scratched the surface of what the various vague funds and bonds were invested in and had already discovered my money was supporting; big pharma (who recently hiked their drug prices 879%, great for investors, terrible for the terminally ill), banks notorious for funding pipelines, and probably a bunch of other ugly stuff. I didn’t explicitly find private security firms, but we had already seen enough for me to call it. My decision was made. I was out. I pulled every last dime.

Now I’m going to put my money where my heart is. I’m researching publicly traded; green technology companies, hemp futures and producers of sustainable goods. Is it riskier? Hell yes it is! But If climate change breaks everything we know, money will lose meaning anyway. Yet, if we do manage to turn the corner on getting government support for green infrastructure and legalization of a very versatile sustainable crop, I’ll be happy to know I provided the seed money. I’ll keep you posted on what fruit the research bears.

So I leave you with this. Consider the power of your dollars, and how the financial system at large is investing your money against our collective interests. (I highly recommend local credit unions for general savings and banking over the large national chains). Just think of the powerful signal we could send in the language of the greedy “few” if we all divested from the ugly stuff and threw our collective weight behind our beliefs.

#wethemeek #moneytalks

Divine Guidance

Seeking my path, and following my feet one step at a time.

I would have never considered doing this before. I’ve never thought of blogs as my thing. However the era we find ourselves in has me terrified, and filled with a sense of urgency. I wake in the wee morning hours, lay there and cry for the planet. I see us facing true existential threats on nearly every front. It is clear if we stay on our current trajectory we will, all of us, parish in a terrifying hell-scape.

Feelings of my own individual helplessness have had me casting about for clarity. So I recently began conferring with my spirit guides and the guardian angels. Through a set of oracle cards that I was gifted by one of my dearest friends (and a true light in my life) I have been guided to creative writing. It is fairly unfamiliar territory. Yet I have been told that it holds the answer to my prayers for how I can aid our planet and that it is time for me to lead.

“Lead?” I wept at this. A kind of ineffable weeping that came from deep within. From a place awakened, that I used to know as a child. I cried out to the angels in audience, “yes I will, but I don’t know how. I’m scared, and I need your protection”. The cards replied that this endeavor is divinely guided and it is the time to spread my wings and soar.

The 7 cards that have been repeating themselves in my readings for many weeks now. No matter how much I shuffle the deck my hand is repeatedly drawn to them. It almost feels like my hand is being held and guided. A very strange sensation. (From the deck “Archangel Oracle Cards” © 2004 by Doreen Virtue.)

So here we go. This is my cliff dive, and I’m scared shitless.

I know what you’re thinking. “This chick is totally ‘Looney Tunes’”.

Believe me, up until now I probably would have agreed with you. But a new era is dawning and I can feel it in my entire being. Can’t you? Just roiling in there? Like everything is balanced on a knife’s edge?

A few - poisoned by greed and vanity - have positioned us, “the meek”, to pay for their sins. In this country, 45 and his blindly obedient minions have shown us repeatedly; that he is most certainly aligned with the dark forces that could inevitably spell our doom, and that they are completely willing to help him draw us into ruin. (Though I can assure you that God, in whatever way you subscribe to him/her, will punish them ten fold).

The coming years are going to test us all. The climate crisis is going to claim many lives, of this I am sure. It has already begun. I have faith that there is some hope to reverse the tide, but on this score in particular we must act swiftly. And failing the intervention of our current government we have to start with our own accountability. For if we all work on our own individual impact in unison we can witness tremendous gains.

And while it is becoming clear that we “the meek” will have to suffer for some time yet for our own hypnosis. The time has come. We must shake off our apathy and “inherit the earth” before it is too late.

Coming into view, are glimmers of an era of equality, love, and enlightenment. You can see us awaking and shaking off the spell inside of movements like Black Lives Matter, the Women’s March, Me Too, the March for Our Lives put on by of the young people from Parkland, FL, the student walk outs world-wide demanding climate action, and most recently the spontaneous chants for equality at the Women’s World Cup. This fight is going to be arduous, but if we break it into manageable chunks, and pull as a team, we can emerge victorious. It is from this darkest place that the brightest light will shine.

We’re all in this together. I’m with you.

I have faith that we can do this. It is the task we were born to.

Thus commences a blog about taking up the mantel, shaking off our programing, and realizing our earthly Utopia as intended.

So, nice to meet you. I do not proclaim to be perfect. I am flawed. I am human. I have been asleep at the wheel too. This is me. But the future is we. I love you all sincerely. It is time we rise.