Eyes open, I could not leave the bed for a long time this morning, sheets tossed aside, legs heavy but restless. Hungover from the news of Trump pulling the US out of the Paris Agreement, I just couldn't move because I could not understand.
"Look, look!" I wanted to scream out into the air. "This is all so precious!" This life, this breath, this earth.
But I didn't. I was silent and sinking. So I switched to automatic pilot, like we all can do at times, and I reached for my iphone. Good morning, Instagram.
And there, I found my French friends quoting the new president, Emmanuel Macron.
"Make our planet great again."
"There is no plan B because there is no planet B."
I listened to his speech and cried.
And then I got out of bed.
My camera is my witness, my words are my ally. I walked into the sun with both and this is what I am finding found. It is not anything revolutionary. Just some photographs taken by a lost girl on a bright provençal morning and phrases scribbled as the day goes to bed.
But I share them just in case you are lying down defeated too. Rise up.
We know the truth. And we can keep fighting to keep it.
(Look really closely. Can you see the tiny red spider in the crook of the "arm" hanging down?)
I love you, Mamma Earth. Be patient with us, please. We are young, and at times, still so foolish.
Here is a part of the speech that moved me so deeply.
For my friends in the States, if you would like, there is a petition to sign in protest: here.
It is up to us, friends. It is up to us.
With much Love and Gratitude,