The beginning of January was bleak; large chunks of Australia were on fire, WW3 was being touted on Twitter by world leaders, I was still nursing post-election wounds and yet another example of being duped by my echo chamber, the novelty of New Years had faded.
It was just dark and so very grey.
So was my outlook. My motivated self checked out and hibernated deep somewhere out of reach. I stopped communicating, barely making work deadlines and if it wasn't for Meggy (the wonderful dog we were looking after) I don't think I would have left the house much.
Turns out this is a bit of a pattern, the last three Januarys' I've found tough. Knowing this did help; it didn't change how I felt but I knew that it would lift eventually. I was soothed by the wisdom that:
This too shall pass.
I booked in a massage and reconnected with my therapist. Even the act of writing to them helped me feel better. I could do nothing about the wildfires so had to avoid reading anything about them but I could send an email and book an appointment to look after myself.
I'm yet again reminded how important self-efficacy is in tackling the climate crisis.
I also sought out inspiration from other people, so scanned MeetUp and Facebook for interesting events. I spotted one: Transition Keynsham Presents Rob Hopkins. Rob would be sharing his stories from his latest book: 'From What is to What if? Unleashing the power of imagination to create the future we want'. A memory stirred, I'd read some of Rob's words in a recent blog post I'd drafted after going on to see 2040. I felt really fired up about that film and inspired to write something straight away.
And here was another opportunity to look into the future with a bit more hope.
Surely the antidote to my winter numbness?
More than that I felt compelled to go. Even though it was two buses and an hour's journey away.
I owed Rob a lot.
He didn't know that of course, I've never met him before. But he has had a big influence on my life, so I wanted to take the opportunity to see him in the flesh.
Why am I grateful to Rob without ever having met him?
Well, as founder of the Transition Town movement, he united Lucy Neal and Charlotte du Cann, who went on to create an Arvon writing course titled, Writing To Make Change Happen. I'd had my eye on this course for more than a year and was accepted in 2018. This course, these two women and the people on this course had a profound affect on me.
So you see, a lot to be grateful for. And if any of you have seen the festive classic, It's A Wonderful Life, will know the feeling I was experiencing.
And here he was offering his time to inspire imagination on a dreary January night.
So off I went.
We took a 'time machine' into the future and imagined what 2030 would smell like, taste like, sound like if we had made the ‘rapid, far-reaching and unprecedented changes in all aspects of society’ the UN scientists' said we needed to limit global temperature to 2 degree increase.
I've only tried to do this twice before and never in so much detail. It was challenging but insightful, particularly hearing from others. He challenged us to 'create stories so delicious that you long to be there.' He argues that we need to bring possible futures alive with multi-sensory imagination, otherwise 'we won't get there'. Then he reeled through truly inspiring projects around the world tackling these issues today.
I've subsequently devoured the book, and I'll review that properly in a dedicated post. But it injected me with fuel I was looking for to really get started in this new and all important of decades.
I was able to look afresh at client projects I've been working on for years, challenged participants of eco-themed conversations I host online. And it's strengthened my resolve to work on my own imagination skills; I'm back reading more fiction, discovered the sub-grenre of Solar Punk, dystopia's brighter cousin. I might challenge myself to write some. I'm seeking out a course to craft and create something with my own two hands, putting my phone down more often, tackling my lack of focus, renewing my mindfulness practice and I'm out walking at least 30 mins a day.
Not just because it feels good, not just because it makes me a nicer person to be around but because re-awakening our imagination muscle might be the key to tackling the climate, social and ecological crises with the creativity and complexity it will demand.
I recall a phrase Charlotte said in passing during the writing course; 'you never know when your words [or actions] will touch someone else'.
From that someone else, thank you Rob.
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