Climate change is the single most important story for planet Earth, but the media either ignores it or downplays the crisis. Read the full op/ed at The Print.
Perhaps the wisdom we need most is already right before our eyes. Read the full story on Truthout.
In this excerpt from The End of Ice: Bearing Witness and Finding Meaning in the Path of Climate Disruption, author Dahr Jamail explains how he learned to process the heartbreaking truth of inevitable climate destruction and the possibility of mass extinction. Read the excerpt here.
I’ve never shared the widespread interest in hope or despair. We have a moral responsibility to do what needs doing. What more has to be said? But the work of the doctor/narrator in Albert Camus’ The Plague, which I’ve referred people to as a model is not quite right — or at least could be misleading.
Proclaiming that the end is nigh has now become the labor of the very opposite of a deluded religious devotee. And the question framed by Robert Frost of whether the world will end in fire or ice is no longer in dispute. The world will soon end in fire, possibly the fire of the Pentagon’s
Published on Truthout, 14 August 2018. Trump as a leader, and his loyal followers, exhibit “culting” behaviors, says cult expert Dr. Milton J. Bennett. Read the full story on Truthout.
Published on Truthout, 7 May 2018. As the world becomes increasingly dystopian and dependent on technology, artist and printer Myrna Keliher reminds us to stop, pay attention to the shape of letters and words, be moved by poetry, and perhaps even to head for the hills. Read the full story on Truthout.
Published on Truthout, 13 February 2017. Systems theorist, Buddhist, deep ecologist, author, teacher and speaker Joanna Macy discusses the necessity of seeing and feeling the reality of everything that is happening today, difficult as that may be, in order to awaken our hearts and build toward a life-sustaining civilization. Read the full story on Truthout.
It was February 2005, and after several months of front-line reporting from Iraq, I’d returned to the US a human time bomb of rage, my temper ticking shorter each day. Walking through morgues in Baghdad left scenes in my mind I remember even now. I can still smell the decaying bodies as I type this,
Among things that have not changed in Iraq is one that I hope never changes. After a four-year-long absence, each of my meetings here with former friends and fresh acquaintances seems to suggest that adversity has taken its toll on everything except Iraqi hospitality and Iraqi generosity. I am awestruck to find the warmth of