Monthly Archives: September 2025
Once upon a time I taught Environmental Law at the Community College.
My students were often surprised to learn that “saving the planet” isn’t about protecting endangered species and cleaning the air and water for the sake of the planet but instead is about keeping the Earth habitable for human life.
I am often surprised at how many humans aren’t interested in keeping our home habitable for humans.
You would think learning that scientists have discovered untold numbers of measurable, quantifiable, and increasingly harmful threats to our very existence would motivate you to push for ways to minimize those threats but in fact, the very opposite has happened.
The more science talks about climate change the more the old guard hoards resources and exploits the planet.
I wonder when they will realize the no amount of money will remove the micro-plastics from their – or their children’s – brains. That their vacation home won’t be usable when it’s under water, that their yachts can’t sail on a tumultuous sea.
The whales in the ocean aren’t singing as often, the krill they need to survive having been killed off by rising temperatures. They are hungry and seeking food in lieu of singing.
A key Atlantic Current (the AMOC) that brings heat to the Northern Hemisphere and regulates the climate globally, is weakening, with recent research indicating significant changes within the next 20 years.
Global temperatures are rising.
There is so much more. Yet the current administration is doing everything in their power to undermine environmental protections and dial back pollution controls. To make matters worse.
To hasten our demise.
Make no mistake. It’s our demise we are hastening. The Earth will go on without us. We are not fighting for her.
We are fighting for us.
110%
As someone who routinely has to give significantly less than 100% I have a tendency to give more than on should on the days I feel good. While I am aware that giving too much on good days contributes to being worse off on bad days, I seem to be unable to stop myself.
Today I was finally feeling decent enough to do some things around the house. I started the day acknowledging that it’s been a hell of a summer and I should be low key and not do too much. I read on the porch and drank coffee, talked with my mom, and enjoyed the morning.
Then I was alone in the house. Superhero me began whispering in my ear. I decided to finish the flooring the trim on the storage closet we had redone. No big deal, the tile we are using is basically just big stickers and the trim is minimal. Besides, I will feel accomplished and have an easier time resting after I finish that right?
Except I had a really itch reaction to the cold plunge yesterday and it really needs fresh water, I’ll go ahead and drain it, clean it out, and refill it. Then I will be ready for new cold plunges on bad days and be in better shape for self care!
Except I really needed to empty the catboxes while the plunge was draining because they were gross and while I am throwing that muck away I might as well clean up any dog mess in the yard so that’s taken care of.
Time to scrub out the plunge! It’s empty of water and needs a solid scrubbing, rinsing, and then refilling.
As least I sat and rested while it refilled.
Then I went to get showered because I was sweaty and gross but there was a tile on the bathroom floor that had shifted ever so slightly resulting in a gap that has been driving me crazy for months so I trimmed a tiny piece of new tile off and fitted it into the gap, then using wood floor repair markers I colored in the piece to match the pattern on the pieces next to it.
Then I showered.
Then I got dressed and it was dinner time already! Good thing there were left overs. I decided that instead of heating and eating them I would make Fried Rice.
Then I cleaned most of the kitchen so my mom wouldn’t be stuck with that mess.
Now I feel like I’ve been flattened by a steamroller.
Is it the ADHD that makes me run around like that on a good day? Unable to stop flitting from task to task until I hit the wall and collapse? I would like to employ the myriad of coping strategies I have learned for energy management but I never seem to be able to access that part of my brain while I am up and doing things.
I’ve only been disabled by this damned disease for 16 years, it’s not like I’ve had practice or anything!
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