I hope that by now, your ways have changed. That by now, you know how to treat the earth. Have you stopped climate change? Stopped pollution? Maybe? Hopefully? Are there fewer bad people in this world by now? Has anything changed for the good?
Well, I sure hope so.
Dear Nieces, Nephews, & Future Children…
If there is any advice I could give you, it is to believe that although you are one single person in this world, you still have the ability to make a difference in this world.
Dear Tomorrow,
And, if this summer has taught me anything, I am content (because I have to be) living in this limbo, this seemingly endless waiting for the opportunity to change, when really the opportunity exists within our very selves all along.
Dear Sander,
I pray that you are having a happy life and that you have contributed each year of your life into helping to make our planet healthy, cleaner, thriving and greener- a better place for all people and animals to live.
To my Kids,
I wish you all the best and always make sure that you can be proud of yourself and don’t need status-symbols for feeling nice.
Dear Evie of 2050,
I can feel the change happening — many people are working to transform the world.
Dear Corey,
I promise to do all within my power to create a world that’s safe for you and your generation.
Dear Samuel, Willa, and Ben,
To the core of my being, and only through the power of community, I will honor the voices of the youth who are pleading, “Don’t burn my future.” Samuel, Willa, and Ben, your little voices I know, will join that chorus soon enough.
Future Self & Ka’iulani,
We promise to reduce the amount of carbon we use on a daily basis.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to pick up trash at every beach I visit, use metal straws, take quick showers.
To My Future Self,
This lead me to my final project, which focused on reforming the education system to incorporate sustainability classes into the current curriculum.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise I will use less fossil fuels.
To My Fellow Two-Spirits,
Thank you — Thank you — without you, I would not hear butterflies singing, without you, I would not understand black bear humor, or the creativity of jays planning their breakfast, without you, I would not feel flora whispers of long-lived wisdom on the back of my neck while sitting in Padmasana.
