Darkness covered everything for him; but precisely because of this darkness he felt that his undertaking was the only guiding thread in this darkness, and he seized it and held on to it with all his remaining strength.
-- Anna Karenina

Where does the tipping point lie for us? Is it imminent? Already past? An intuitive panic has lingered in the corners of my daily life, even as a child. It comes, perhaps, from feeling so small and sharing this delicate existence with so many others. During the early days of the Deepwater Horizon disaster (which continues), I lay staring at the ceiling, deeply anxious, wondering how we might stop it, plug it, rewind. Mere months later, staggeringly: another horrifying disaster stemming from our energy thirst, in a country where Bashō once wrote:

Nothing in the cry 
of cicadas suggests 
they are about to die

Where can one reach for consolation in these borderless tragedies, sown long ago with our seemingly innate hubris? Like Tolstoy’s Levin, is the answer in continuing to strive though no success is certain? This blog tries to document life at this edge world and some of the people and ideas living with hope for a better future.

About me: During the day, I work as an online manager/writer for EarthShare, a federation of over 500 U.S. environmental nonprofits. In my free time, I volunteer as a group leader for the DC chapter of Citizens Climate Lobby (CCL). CCL is devoted to getting North American governments to address climate change. I also provide freelance communications services through Negwegon Communications. Check out my website here. The views expressed on this blog are my own.