I spent this evening with the Transition folks in Lion’s Head, Ontario, and I am completely inspired.
My brother Glen and I headed down to the local K-12 school to talk to a crowd of people who were interested in how their town of 500 (2500 during cottage season) can face peak oil, and climate change, and transition into a sustainable community.
Ostensibly it was a conversation about Small Stories, Big Changes, but the conversation rapidly localized (including a major league rant from Glen on the evils of nuclear power).
When the book came out, I was so looking forward to touring with Glen–he has a chapter in the book entitled Sky Generation–about his endeavors as a pioneer in the wind business in Ontario–but he has been fighting cancer since the book’s release, and this is the first event he has been able to attend.
The good news is that he is going
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to survive. And tonight he felt well enough to go on stage. He was masterful, and it was fun. We sold a bunch of books, and engaged in an amazing conversation with a fascinating group of concerned folks who are working on re-imagining the community in which they live.
No doubt Transition organizers
have a Sisyphean task. But tonight, in Lion’s Head, anyway, a wonderful conversation ensued and the rock which is societal change was chocked at a place that was further up the hill…