I sat on the edge of my bed, too hot to move, and cursed the yipping dog across the street. I cursed the sirens, the leaf blowers, the loud man on his cell and the incendiary news of the day. I wanted to throw rocks and bash people over the head with pillows. I hated the city, the heat, my neighbors and even my friends. I needed the Great Out Doors, and I needed her fast.
Mary Robinson, the first female President of Ireland and Maeve Higgins, an Irish comic based in New York City have a brand-new podcast called Mothers of Invention (it was Mary’s idea, even though she didn’t know what a podcast was. Can I call her “Mary”? Somehow it doesn’t seem right…okay fine–“President Robinson”). They are talking to amazing women all over the world who are driving solutions for climate change.
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.