— Christiana Figueres, The Future We Choose
I’m torn between writing this from the future, as if I’ve stepped into a time machine and arrived in 2050. It’s temperate, and the air is fresh — 50% tree cover means that we are breathing the finest air in several generations. Humans are thriving in green, living, solar-punk-esque cities.
Hold up, wait. That’s not right. We failed to cut our emissions in half by 2030! We were so far off track by 2050 that we couldn’t see the forest for the blaze! And now everything really is on fire, literally. …
The delicious guilty pleasure of being an onlooker over someone else’s misfortunes is called epicaricacy. The French call it joie maligne: the joy in other people’s suffering. It’s a national sport in the UK, but actually, it’s a human condition. Mistakes make us human, they knock heroes off pedestals, and it’s just so refreshing to be reminded that they happen — that none of us are perfect.
Of this I am sure — the blocking of the Suez Canal was the mother of all Schadenfreude.
And if you have zero idea what I’m talking about (I know these people are…
A few weeks ago, we had a power cut early in the morning. I was just waking up, still in bed. I realised the security floodlight was off outside. Since we moved in, it has been on all night every night. The first night I hated it — what feels like one million lumens lighting up the path and the woods behind our house, and of course, because of its placement on the gable wall, also our bedroom. Every single night, from sundown to just past sunrise. But I got used to it quickly and felt somehow safer because of…
Will we still be reeling from this pandemic? Will be suffering at the hands of the next one? Will we be taking sides in a global civil war? How will our gamble on climate risk play out? Will we be arguing about mass migrations of climate refugees? Will I have had enough of the future and fucked off far away to my homestead in the mountains to tend my survival garden?
I am very curious about what the future holds.
In 2018, I wrote my first ever Medium article. It was a glimpse into the future, triggered by an email…
Though not really an avid news consumer, this morning I caught wind of the backlash resulting from Shell’s now-infamous “Climate Poll Tweet.”
If you haven’t seen it, let me catch you up. Shell went out on a limb and asked the audience, “What are you willing to change to help reduce emissions?”
Allow that to digest for just a moment. Let the audacity sink in.
It wasn’t lost on US Congresswoman Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, who directly called Shell out for their hypocrisy.
In a similar vein, Greta Thunberg accused Shell of “endless greenwash”, while climate scientist Professor Katharine Hayhoe drew…
So, it finally arrived. The moment we’ve all been waiting for.
Pubs may open tomorrow in England, at 6am. Oh, joy.
Here in Scotland (or at least most places in Scotland), we can go further now. The 5 mile travel limit has been lifted. Holiday cottages are re-opening.
I live in quite a popular town for tourists, in one of Scotland’s two national parks. Our local community group is abuzz over road signs, littering and loitering, and the invasion of outsiders. …
This is the message that I am being bombarded with at the moment. From businesses that are pivoting to make shiny new objects that they never went into business to make (and making a healthy profit), to coaches who can help you pivot your business and make more dollah that you can possibly imagine — the message is clear.
You Need To Pivot.
You Need To Work.
You Need To Contribute.
Adapt or Die.
Don’t get me wrong — it’s ace that BrewDog are making hand sanitiser, and Rolls Royce are making ventilators. Though it does raise a tiny…
I recently took the opportunity to travel to Copenhagen for a bit of R&R, and it turned out to be one of the best trips I’ve ever taken.
Travelling alone can be quite intimidating for many people — and for some perhaps it doesn’t even appeal.
I know I often find that I don’t enjoy things as much when I’m on my own and I have no one to share the experience with.
… But this trip was different.
This was a trip specifically just for me.
For the last 2.5 years I’ve been travelling with my partner as we…
I’m a big advocate of self-care.
Throughout most of my adult life, I’ve not just not really known how to look after myself well — but I’ve been almost actively self-sabotaging and abusing myself.
So for me, learning how to apply self-care has been life-changing — but I’ve learned a few lessons along the way.
In simple terms, self-care is about actively looking after your self.
It’s about looking after your health, but more subtly, it’s also about looking after your needs, and it can be from any angle imaginable. …
This week I got bogged down — badly.
I got through it by the skin of my teeth, and so I’d actually sat down to write a pithy article, “5 Quick Tips on Getting Unstuck,” or something else along those lines, but what transpired on the page made me recoil in horror.
Yeah. A tricksy mental health stigma showed up and stared me down.
You see, I’m a Type 4 on the Enneagram — which means I can swing wildly from sheer joy to deep despair — and back to joy again — in a matter of minutes. …
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