Paganism’s Promise: My Winding Path to Environmental Activism (Part 10/10)

Earlier in the summer, Patheos Pagan had invited its bloggers to answer the question, “Has Pagan Environmentalism Failed?” I continued to wrestle with that question for months after. I’ve decided that, whether or not there is time to prevent global catastrophe, I choose to act as if there is. And I believe that, if were [Read More…]

We’re Already Living in a Tree: My Winding Path to Environmental Activism (Part 9/10)

There were other experiences too that fall that contributed to this transformation, quotidian but no less significant. There was the smell of burning leaves on the crisp autumn air one day in particular. There was the taste of raspberries from my backyard and the last tomatoes from my garden when I came from work. There was [Read More…]

Voices in the Wilderness: My Winding Path to Environmental Activism (Part 8/10)

The writings of John Muir and Rachel Carson, the “father of the national parks” and the “mother of the environmental movement,” inspired me to learn more about deep ecology and to become an activist myself. [Read more…]

It Should Have Happened on a Mountaintop: My Winding Path to Environmental Activism (Part 7/10)

I guess we don’t get to choose the time and place of our epiphanies. [Read more…]

An Interfaith Ritual with the World’s Largest Living Being: My Winding Path to Environmental Activism (Part 6/10)

Later that summer, while visiting my in-laws in Utah, we drove up to Fish Lake, which is near where my wife’s parents live. We went in search of the largest living organism on the planet — Pando. I first learned about Pando while browsing a book of photography titled The Oldest Living Things in the World. [Read More…]

My “Double Rainbow Experience”: My Winding Path to Environmental Activism (Part 3/10)

Pagans often talk about an experience of “connection” in such places. It was not so much connection that I felt that day, as immersion. I felt immersed in a great presence that was the blue and green and brown world around me, suffused with the sound of the wind blowing through the trees, the smell of the redwoods on the cool air, and the feeling my own heart beating hard. “This is it!” I kept saying, “I have to remember this!” [Read more…]


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