Day 56: The birth, death, and rebirth of the eco-architect in me

I remember in fourth grade, my entire class created a new community — four or five small huts, each with three or four people, coming together to form the larger village — and all of us built elaborate tree forts out of…

Day 42: The alternative to ‘there is no alternative’

“Well, there’s no alternative.”

“Nothing will ever change.”

“It’s just the way things are.”

Day 46: A treatise on time and space

Why we must value the mundane

We tell our stories in terms of major moments, connecting the dots between them like the imaginary lines we draw between the stars in the Big Dipper. But we forget that between the stars is…

Day 41: Are you a gold mine or a bee hive?

A question of scarcity versus abundance

What do you think of when you think of gold mines? The first thing that comes to mind is the California gold rush that began in the mid 1800s. Hundreds of thousands…