Provocations

Being a climate leader
in 2025.

Anxious.
Frustrated.
Confused.

Not knowing the path forward.
Questioning.
Doubting.
Second-guessing.

The fire in my belly
has burnt me out

My body
stiff with anger

It can feel good
to blame the others

That political party
That industry
That company
That laggard

It can feel good
to see myself as the savior

Good vs. Bad
Light vs. Dark
Hero vs. Villain

My ego…
fighting for
Survival
Relevance
Power

This fight is
exhausting

Investments, slashed
Species, extinguished
Milestones, overshot
Goals, abandoned
Progress, stalled

Are we moving forward,
or slipping back?

Behind the tragedy of the commons is…
a tragedy of the climate heroes.

My people
We rise
With motivation and meaning.
with identity and intention.

When we are together,
we are strong.

But are we
rigid and locked
or
open and responsive?

Can we
listen, embrace
all perspectives?

Are we occupying a fortress
Or embodying the forest?

When we lean into the pain…

What are the canyons shouting?
What tears are our skies shedding?
What rage do the dry gales spark?

When we listen close…

How can we learn from our land?
How can we work with our trees?
How can we unleash and flow with our waters?

When we look for possibility…

Can we see
What’s bubbling beneath the horizon line?

New life, yearning to be born.