April 27, 2025 — A Morning Note for Posterity - The Climate Change.

April 27, 2025 — A Morning Note for Posterity

The sun is already sharp this morning, as though it never really set. Yesterday’s heat lingered through the night like a fever, and today feels no different — heavy, oppressive, unrelenting. It’s a heat that seems to whisper of changes far beyond the ordinary cycle of seasons.

I feel it in my bones — this is not just another hot day. This is the Earth speaking louder, more urgently than ever before.

Scientists have confirmed that global average temperatures have already risen by about 1.2°C since pre-industrial times. We are teetering dangerously close to the 1.5°C threshold — the point at which climate damage could become irreversible. What were once called "once-in-a-century" storms, floods, droughts, and heatwaves are now happening every few years.

The oceans are swallowing the heat, coral reefs are bleaching into ghost towns, and the ice at the poles is retreating faster than predicted even a decade ago. Thousands of species are vanishing silently, their habitats burned, flooded, or otherwise lost.

And yet, here we are, still witnessing, still breathing it all in.

This morning, the air still hangs heavy with yesterday’s heat, but my heart feels lighter somehow. As uncomfortable as the world grows around me, I find there is still space inside to be grateful.

I am grateful for the simple fact of waking up — another breath, another chance to bear witness to this beautiful, wounded Earth.
I am grateful for the shade of trees that still stand, stubborn and alive, reaching for the sky even as the seasons shift around them.
I am grateful for the kindness of strangers and friends, for the quiet company of those who choose compassion over convenience.

In a time when fear and anger could easily consume us, gratitude is a quiet act of rebellion — a way of saying: I am still here, and I still see the good that remains.

Yes, the climate is changing. Yes, the challenges are immense.
But so too is the human spirit, when it chooses love over despair, hope over apathy.

I write this not to deny the darkness but to remember the light that is still ours to kindle.
May we be grateful not because everything is perfect, but because life itself — in all its messy imperfection — is still a miracle worth honoring.

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