Situation: I started this post about reviewing the Pittsburgh T Line subway (a great source of frustration for me in the past two days), but I think I just need to download a little bit today about my experiences.
Background: I arrived on Monday, October 17, for the Climate Reality Program’s Climate Leadership Training Corps.
The Climate Reality Project is bringing the facts about the climate crisis into the mainstream and engaging the public in conversation about how to solve it. We help citizens around the world reject the lies and take meaningful steps to bring about change… It is guided by one simple truth: The climate crisis is real and we know how to solve it.
Assessment: I’m so excited, horrified, invigorated, overwhelmed… If a picture is worth a thousand words, the issue of climate change brings up a million. Today I heard from nothing short of amazing individuals about all of the work they are doing to stay the tide of climate change.
Its hard not to feel like you’re treading water in the deep end of a pool with compared to the long list of accomplishments and activities these other leaders bring to the table. “I write a blog,” I say shyly to these activists, innovators, mentors, educators, people so married to my base and values that my accomplishments pale in comparison. The conversations and connecting was priceless.
I listened to Vice President Gore speak for 2 hours! In a succinct, accessible, and nearly comprehensible way, Mr. Gore unblurred the lines of science and drew clear cause and effect lines of this domino effect the climate change crisis contains the potential to unfold into. I heard from the mayor of Pittsburgh, and the CEO of the Heinz foundation. I received the best, most comprehensive lesson in public speaking that no course I’ve ever taken in communication would have prepared me half as well for. I spoke to others who are successfully marrying their nursing carriers with climate action: a connection I’ve been pondering for some time.
My lunch was zero waste, there were water bottle refill stations and real glass glasses if you needed it. There were compost bins for diverting garbage. The convention center the conference is being held is LEED platinum certified. My laniard is made from recycled water bottles. Have I found my people or what?!
But that’s not really what this conference is about. I need to become a leader! Finding my base is comforting but I signed up to handle the opposition. Much of what I’m feeling is not unlike the first day of high school and I feel meek and woefully inadequate. Who am I going to sit with on the bus? Scoping out people with reusable water bottles in hope that they might be going to the same conference so I would have a buddy. What should one wear to such an event? Cue the Wayne’s word meme… “I’m not worthy!!!”
Recommendation: Skip the proofreading and go to bed. As my tiny house roommate wisely just told me, I won’t be able to take in as much info tomorrow if I’m too tired. There is A LOT of information to take in, and oodles more to be done with it if we are going to stop this crisis from progressing. Sleep, then put on my big girl britches tomorrow, cowgirl up, and save the world. So, in the words of Tigger, “TTFN! Tah-Tah for Now!”