I want to throw a hissy fit, hurl sticks and stones, swear like a sailor, but I am not going to go there. I’m going to adult my way through this lunacy, focus my energy, get creative and keep on keeping on.
While the Paris Accord could have been that opportunity for nations to come together to save our sorry asses, the rest of the world will have to soldier on without the United States. But just because there has been a failure of leadership on the part of our President, does not mean that the rest of us are off the hook.
(This is my self-talk. It props me up. If I don’t keep up the patter I will find myself inches away from a very dark place. Gripping the edge of the cliff with sweaty palms. A breath away from the abyss. Keep talking, I tell myself. You can do it. If I stop, I’m afraid I will lose my head of steam, throw in the towel and give up on this next to impossible project. So, I don’t stop.)
Leadership comes in many forms, I tell myself. Some elected. Some declared. Some embodied. Then I remember Gandhi and invoke his words. “When the people lead, the leaders will follow.”
We are the people. We must lead. It is our time. (I am the people. I must lead. It is my time.)
I remind myself that tough times call for an unusual commitment and way out of the box thinking. What’s the gift, what’s the gift? I keep asking myself. It was Albert Einstein who said that we cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them!
Quitting Paris does not mean that we quit the climate conversation. Not at all! It means we get super crazy creative and come up with wildly imaginative ways to move forward. Just that thought alone gets my juices going. And it tears me away from the edge of the cliff, dissolves my cranky and tantalizes my imagination. Stay tuned!