Amie’s woodpile / my woodpile
Yesterday I signed up for several MeetUp groups related to Permaculture, Organic Living, Peak Oil and Climate Change. One of them is a Mom’s group. Their first question was:
What makes you despair the most?
I answered:
Waste, greed, soulless consuming, willful ignorance
Their second question:
What gives you the most hope?
I answered:
My daughter: she leaves me no choice
I’ve been struggling with hope. Trying to get myself clear on optimisim or pessimism or neither of those or… I’ve been in this knot it seems for years now. But when I wrote that answer, spontaneously, I knew: what can I do? It’s all I can do?