I am sick to my stomach at the loss of beauty we have caused. I am brokenhearted and sad. Most of all, I am angry
I am going on strike today because I don’t want to live in a world without wilderness.
I have been lucky enough to grow up in Santa Fe, New Mexico. The place I call home is one of red rock and prickly pear cactus, dust and juniper trees and rattlesnakes, yet it is the state with the fourth highest species diversity in the country. Here, in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains, I was brought up by the Chamisa desert, aspen groves, and pine forests that all so miraculously coexist. The harsh contrast of sharp rock and vast, echoing, azure sky have taught me everything I know about being human.