To anyone who has heard my music,
I promise to care about the planet. To not be all “I me me mine”-like, you know, as the Beatles-song goes.
I promise to care about the planet. To not be all “I me me mine”-like, you know, as the Beatles-song goes.
Oh My Lovely Faizan,
I love you my son. You are waking up now. Hopefully tomorrow, more of us will, too.
A love letter to my son
I hope this year is a real turning point and by the time you’re a teenager, your life is powered almost entirely by clean energy like solar and wind.
Dear Tomorrow
I will become the change I wish to see in the world.
Dear Gabriel,
When the worst consequences of climate change still feel far away today, or the barriers to acting on climate change seem steep today, I do not think about today. I think about you, and your world when you are my age.
Dear Eleanor,
It seems silly to saddle yourself with guilt for something that hasn’t happened yet. I don’t want to do that. As of today, I don’t really feel guilty. I guess I just want to make sure I keep doing more, so that when you read this, and ask what I’ve done since then, I can still feel good about my efforts.
To My Future Children,
Most importantly, I hope you live in a world where science is taken seriously and fact is clearly distinguished from fiction.
Dear Tomorrow,
My climate action is to educate youth to create solutions for energy efficiency and conservation opportunities.
Dear Logan,
I am working every second of my life, with every ounce of my being, to ensure that I am leaving you and your brother a planet that is safe and secure.
To my unborn children, hey it’s mummy Cris here!
I am witnessing climate change in a way that I do not like, and I do not know how can I stop it.
Dear Llewyn, beloved grandson …
I can only say that I devoted myself to doing as much as I could to make it better, to provide for a just transition, and to fight those forces that continued to exploit the Eaarth with extractive methods, methods that always also included oppressing some people–because those doing the oppression believed that they were better and deserved more.
To my wide-eyed warrioresses,
Since my two daughters emerged into this world, all of my tomorrows have become more dear.
To my precious children
I want clean air, clean energy and muddy feet for you. I want this for all children.