Tuesday, March 11, 2008

It's Not Easy Being Green

I'm not as happy as I used to be.  Being a climate change policy advocate is a tough job.  My days are spent working on an issue that could mean the end of the world as we know it.  It's scary – and depressing – spending your waking hours reading about the catastrophic implications of sea-level rise and melting ice caps.  Sometimes it's hard to focus on the hundreds of wonderful, positive things that surround me every day – a phone call from an old friend, a morning when my children sleep past 6:00 am – because these daily gifts are over-shadowed by the apocalyptic threat of climate change. 
And these fears persist when I'm not technically at work.  I was reminded of this reality repeatedly this winter when the temperatures in the DC suburbs crept into the 70s.  I found myself briefly enjoying a picnic in the park – only to feel guilty about my happiness.  After all, it seemed like there was a certain "appearance of impropriety:" how could I be happy wearing short sleeves in the middle of winter? And though part of me appreciated the time I saved this winter by not shoveling my front steps or bundling the baby before running an errand – I also believe these things are the necessary inconveniences of living on the East Coast.
It turns out, I'm not alone.  In fact, there's an emerging field of "ecopsychology" – a cadre of about 120 therapists worldwide who explore the relationship between people and the environment.  The New York Times recently wrote about the phenomenon – focusing, in particular, on people with "global warming anxiety."  One therapist teaches the afflicted to follow a "multistep process that is similar to kicking an addiction."   The prescription includes “'fasts'” from shopping, e-mailing, and the news, while cultivating calmer pursuits like meditation or gardening."  Who knows, it might work – as long as the gardening doesn't occur on a warm winter day.
I, for one, am happy that spring is around the corner.  At least then, I don't have to feel guilty about enjoying a walk in the park!

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1 - I was recently asked if I was an "environmentalist." I thought about it. I recycle, drive a car that gets appx. 36mpg, buy biodiesel, turn off lights when I leave the room... but no, I'm not an environmentalist. An environmentalist is someone who truly understands the environmental disaster we're brewing, and the enormous complexities of the contradictory possible solutions to the various problems. The little bit I know I find almost overwhelming, and the thought of knowing enough to be an "environmentalist" seems so overwhelming and limitless, that I want to bury my head in the sand... I want to do my part, but I'm not ready to take on being an "environmentalist." I don't know how you do it everyday. (Comment this)

Written by: Sarah at 2008/03/12 - 15:30:05
2 - I, too, work in the environmental sector. I love that my job allows me to keep informed of the realities of the changing globe, but, like you, I find it a bit daunting and depressing. How can we make a difference?
But I believe that we can - that's why I come to work every day.

Sarah - there is always more to learn. Being an "environmentalist" doesn't mean that you know all the answers, but it does mean that you have the passion and the will to take what you know and act. To me, you sound like a fantastic environmentalist. (Comment this)

Written by: Anonymous at 2008/03/12 - 17:55:20
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