Yesterday, a research station measured 400 parts per million of carbon dioxide in the atmosfere for the first time in history, 50ppm above what scientists say a life-supporting planet can handle (as we know it). It is indeed a sobering milestone, but what does it mean, really? As humans and animals of the earth, we cannot sense atmospheric carbon levels; we have no goosebumps for that.
But we can sense the disruption of our seasons, the sickening of the landscapes that we co-inhabit; we can hear the pain in the voices of our loved ones who are desperate and disheartened about our future and present - we can see it in their eyes.
I remember when I was a kid and we talked about climate change as something coming in the future. I remember, too, when answers seemed clearer and I had more faith in movements, momentum, and myself. Change happens fast and we are now inside the storm. And I can't think of anything to do , but go for a walk, and hear what others - humans and non-humans alike - have to say.
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