I am admittedly a writer, a linguist, and a wordsmith of sorts... but I am desperately trying to be one part less a man of words and one part more a man of action. I delivered my first letter today. In a campaign to take growahouse to the doorstep of decision makers... I delivered my first letter to the man who inspired the last post... to a man who I have long admired for his commitment to the environment
A chance book signing half a block from my office provided me with the opportunity to put word into action. Here are a few excerpts from my letter.
We enter now, and forever, into an era of clear, and personal culpability for our rise or fall as a species.
In an effort to amplify my voice, I started a website to chronicle my process… to chronicle the resistance and support of building a responsible house… of growing a home.
I will continue to write passionately and responsibly as I engage whoever will listen in a dialog about how smart design can address both the poverty of a region and the poverty of mind within it.
Thank you for being a voice for those that cannot speak, a beacon for those who answer the call of stewardship, and a conscience for those who choose to remain silent.
Am I the only one with a pen?