Heat Wave!

The world is in the middle of a heat wave - triple digit temperatures on every continent.  Are there any exceptions, you ask.  I know of one: Here in good old San Francisco we are having our usual coolish July - temps in the 60's and fog pretty much every day.  In the afternoon when I'm out for a walk and the wind is blowing it actually feels cold.  AC not needed in my bubble.

Unfortunately, it's also wildfire season, and for this we don't get a pass.  The area around one of my favorite places in the world, Yosemite, has been hard hit this year.  Until Covid came and I curtailed traveling, I'd been going to Yosemite almost every year.  I never tired of the awesome experience of being in the presence of nature at her most majestic.  So these current wildfires in particular have my attention.

And about climate change?  I'm not optimistic about the future of the planet.  I hear a lot of talk about what needs to be done.  I see little evidence that what is needed is happening or will happen any time soon.  So no surprise that we see more and more wildfires, storms, droughts, and floods.  And with them the dislocation and suffering of hundreds of millions of people directly affected.

Welcome to the Future!

Observations!

It's been a while since I last posted.  During this time I've been observing myself deciding whether or not to write something.  I've done this every day.  And every day I've noticed that I do have something to say, usually a reaction to what's going on in the world beyond my bubble.  

But before sitting down to write, my self-judgment mechanism kicks in and evaluates what's on my mind.  Almost always I conclude that either what I'm thinking is what many others are thinking and therefore not unique or what I have to say doesn't seem profound enough to merit a post.  And so I will wait for tomorrow to come around and maybe then something will measure up.

This process produces a result (or really a non-result):  I don't say what I have to say.  I can justify my inaction, but that doesn't make much of a difference.  So I think my self-judgment mechanism isn't serving me well.  It's giving me an excuse, a reason not to write.  I can do better than this, and I will!