Climate town hall

The truth of the matter is that I had all but given up on thinking I had a place in our world’s future. The end feels near, and the actions we’ve been taking are too-little-too-late or just plain destructive. My attempts to invite people into the fun and excitement of both simplicity and innovation connected…

Life-affirming

It’s so rejuvenating to be back in my garden more lately. I forgot how garden advocacy work is so life-affirming (even though it was death that got me started there), whereas bike advocacy work deals with imminent death, death, death nationwide on a daily basis, and it’s heavy. I’ll keep doing both because I think…

12 years veg today

Twelve years veg today. Easiest thing I ever did (and it gets significantly easier every year as more options are available everywhere). If you are interested in going veg, Food for My Daughters has some stuff in it that may be helpful. There are also some bikey stories in that book, by the way, including…

Small Biz Saturday

For Small Biz Saturday, consider tossing some support to an indie author. You encourage the arts; keep more money circulating in the local economy; and may even breathe fresh, new energy into your own life (or even save the world) if you choose one of the books pictured above.

Our last 12 years

So apparently these are our last twelve years (according to the most dire report yet), since we collectively refuse to change. The little bits and pieces that individuals have been doing tirelessly and thanklessly since the 1970s to try make a difference are simply not enough. I want you to know I tried. I want…

9/11 (again)

I sit here quietly in the dark of morning and wait for the bells to ring at the local church or on TV or in my heart, as they have on 9/11* every year for most of my children’s  lives. 8:46. 9:03. 9:37. 9:59. 10:03. 10:28. It’s coming. It will flood me with emotion. I…

Figs!

God gifts us exactly what we need, when we need it. It’s Figs now, and yes, they are loaded with much-needed nutrients during the sweltering heat of a Southern summer. But they are also a a time, a mood, an essence. When it’s Figs here, I know it’s time to slow down. Refuel. Be. With an…

They exist

Something like 81% of Americans say they want to write a book. Yet so many people die with that desire still inside them, or their unpublished manuscripts stuffed under their beds. As a bike rider who risks death by motor vehicle violence daily, I didn’t want to be one of those people. However, when I…