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I am surprised at how this question has agitated me. My moral imagination conjers a disturbing dreamscape of "death-bed spirituality" in which the "developed" world senses the coming of its final days and, having little true spiritual anchor for its existence, begins to panic in guilt and fear, begging for confession. It comes to me like a poignant movie of the greedy coming to terms with their demons, as forgiveness reigns large and infinite. And, I believe they WILL seek and find a new spirituality, yet perhaps out of defeat and after a generation of paralysis brought on by anger, grief and cynicism.

Regardless of this messy scenario, I do believe that society will enjoy a spiritual rebirth from the catastrophe of climate change. I will not live to see it, nor will my children, but perhaps my grandchildren will.

I went through a similar challenge thirty years ago as a part of the "back-to-the-land" movement in the '70s, and moved to the mountains of North Carolina. My peers and I have tried to live by all the "green" principles ever since, and we naively thought that the time for the rest of society to join us was maybe a decade or two away. We could never have imagined the world we now have. We have been stewing in our grief and in some cases crippling righteousness, for many years. My own spirituality has come through a life-long discernment process and is my own slow path. It includes a mindfulness of my attachments to this physical realm, including my anger and grief and disdain for us humans, and sadness for the innocent. All of this is my spiritual being, and all of this is OUR spiritual being. Compassion and love emerge from the letting-go of time, with time the wild card only of this realm. I am hopeful.
Taylor Barnhill