But when I met Max Aram, co-founder of Pick My Solar (PMS), I started to perk up. The company (with the somewhat problematic acronym) is perfect for people like me. They don’t sell solar panels; instead, they are advocates out in the solar world on my behalf, helping me to make the choice that works best for me. There is a lot of hand-holding. And coaching. And going to bat for me. And in the end, I get to choose what works best for my particular and unique situation among the selections they’ve whittled down. Finally, I can relax!
I call myself a ‘climate change warrior.’ I’ve been talking about and taking action around climate change for the past eight years. I know more about the science of climate change, am more familiar with dire predictions and have had more climate conversations with members of Congress from both sides of the aisle than many people—but in the end, I had nothing to say to my friend.
A friend of mine came up to me after one of the shows: “I had no idea Sarah struggled so much. She’s always so full of life, so animated,” she said. “I’ve been going through a hard time, but I don’t talk about it. I can’t talk about it. But when Sarah so boldly told her truth, something opened up for me. Tell her thank you,” she said. She was crying.
I was driving through Hollywood, windows up, radio on, when a news anchor spilled the Roseanne story, how ABC dropped her like a hot potato for her racist tweet. My eyes got wide, I slapped my hand over my open mouth and said, ‘whaaaaat!!!’ A red light caught me by surprise and I slammed on my brakes.
My friend Ken Cloke wrote the piece below about the shifting sands between North and South Korea. But the piece is so much bigger. His question, “how far apart are people in conflict?” unravels my stuck thinking.