Last year I read Carolyn Baker's book, "Collapsing Consciously: Transformative Truths for Turbulent Times" and I am about to read her new book "Love in the Age of Ecological Apocalypse." Carolyn is a writer and psychologist who is outspoken about what is to befall us and how we might best deal with it, and there seems to be a small but growing community of those willing to hear her message. I seek out this community in social media since most people I know turn the other way when I attempt to bridge the topic. I have begun to discuss this with my grown children and partner bit by bit, and my heart breaks when I do. But they don't turn away from it. How do I feel? Deeply sad. Sick: emotionally and physically. In mourning. Fearful for my loved ones and all of humankind. But underneath my fear and sorrow, I'm often able to touch and feel the eternal love and beauty that will always endure, and that's what keeps me going. I'm out and about taking photographs of nature a lot these days, and each time I snap a pic, I feel such overwhelming gratitude for all this beauty around me, but I 'm acutely aware that it is dying. It's my way of saying goodbye. This ritual is helping me to mourn. Even writing these words brings on the tears. I've shared some of Openhand's articles about this topic on Carolyn Baker's Facebook page, and some have expressed appreciation for the shares. I offer up a Holy Trinity of thanks for the support I find here and elsewhere. xxxCatherine