The vision of a sustainable future is blurry. Many people have different ideas about what to do and how to get there. There are those who see capitalism as the root of the problem. There are those who eschew the effect of carbon in our atmosphere and whose environmentalism is confined to recycling.
I don’t know all the answers. Even so, I need the freedom to express my grief and my hope in my own way. At the same time, though, I still want to share a vision of the future with others.
I moved into the Peanut Butter Palace because I believed I would find that balance of independence and interdependence. But now I don’t know.
People change. And as I felt my connection to sustainability and storytelling deepen, I started to feel more alone.
Then, as luck would have it, a new idea presented itself. As I woke up in my bed on the living room floor of my girlfriend’s grandma’s house, a way to bring the community and the ideas from the PBP to people all around different areas presented itself. Not from behind the spiffy thumbnail of a YouTube video or in the words that I’m writing today, but as a handshake and a hug and a dinner. A traveling attraction. An experiment in which everyone could take part.
My vision is still blurry, but let me share my thoughts so far.