An Open Letter to My Spiritual Colleagues: On “Spirit” and the Climate Emergency

When I was a little girl, growing up in Eugene, Oregon in the 1970’s, I had two dreams that were so impactful, I remember them clearly to this day.
In one, the mass of people on Earth were starving, and clamoring for basic resources: water, food, supplies, medicine. They were represented by a gray, dusty, teeming mass of…