I cannot imagine hanging a poster of Hieronymus Bosch's The Garden of Earthly Delights over a child's crib. But that is what Leonardo DiCaprio saw every time he opened his eyes, throughout his infancy. Looking at the triptych again, in the opening of his new film Before the Flood, I was dumbstruck by its predictive quality. It was painted in 1500. We are living it now.

DiCaprio's film is deeply disturbing. And inspiring. I was brought to tears several times, not only by the destruction we have wrought, but by the gorgeousness of which we are capable. Piers Sellars, an astronaut with NASA, is dying of prostate cancer when he is filmed, and he talks about his sense of urgency, what can he do in the time he has remaining? How can he let the world know what trouble we are in? The maps he has created are stunning. They are a warning to us, as powerfully as did Bosch.

Never before in our history has an election been so important, so consequential. I have been stunned by the demagoguery, the distortions and the lies, and the sheer hatred of so many people, in so much of what we have heard coming from Trump. I have been dumbfounded by the lack of engagement, on the part of the debate moderators, with a problem that is as globally urgent as our rising temperatures.

The window for action on climate pollution is closing. We have time now to stop the warming before it becomes catastrophic. But not a long time.

Watch the film. And make sure you vote. Vote against climate deniers. Vote for hope. 


A One Man Climate Disaster

My energy and efforts have been largely swallowed up by our urgent work at Moms Clean Air Force—and I thank all the Slow Love Life readers who have joined us. Of course, this presidential campaign is unlike any I have ever seen in my life. So I’m putting it on the line here.

Learn more and join us:

Moms Clean Air Force

Clean Air Moms Action



When my editor at the New York Times asked me to write about my favorite summer vacation, it took all of two seconds for the subject to pop into my mind: summer camp. I finally got to really think hard about why that was such a significant time for me, to dig into why, exactly, everything from bugle calls to campfires caught my imagination and held on. If any of you are parents feeling a bit of guilt about having sent children off to camp, maybe this piece will help you let go of it.

Camp was a chance for redefining. And refining. I still think of so many of the amazing young women (Ha! we were girls!) I met in those times: Vicki Kins, Harpo Brown, Alicia Johnston, Alex Halsey, Becky Howe, Mary Pat Stone, Barbara Scott, so many more.....and even if I haven't seen most of them in forever, each one, for a different reason, made such an impression on my soul. But so did the entire experience.


Hillary Clinton's Moment, and My Own

Watching Hillary's Brooklyn rally last night was a thrill. 

My thoughts in the New York Times:


photo: Chang W. Lee/The New York Times



It is that time of the year again: garden book roundup for the New York Times. Each one of these is such a challenge--there is so much wonderful stuff for our bookshelves and nightstands. Art directors at the NYT Book Review always find terrific illustrators, too; above by Ping Zhu.

And, as you can tell by the ending, inspired by my wonderful teacher, Abbe Ciulla, I've picked up that yoga practice--the one I have down-dogged into and out of for at least forty years....Loving it, and needing it--why do we stop doing the things that makes us feel better, once we feel better? An eternal question.... Enjoy the books!



Yes, the big news of the spring is my first grandchild. I've written an essay about how over-the-top in love I am--and how crazy, too--for the New York Times. Please find it here. Now I finally understand what grandmothers the world over have said forever....there's nothing like it. 


It's a Wonderful Life

I’ve just published a new children’s book, with Maya Ajmera. The story of how this project was born is one of those lovely kismet moments that make life so interesting. I gave a talk about our work at Moms Clean Air Force in Washington DC to a group of friends of friends. At some point, I mentioned that I wanted to write a children’s book about air—as there was nothing on the market to introduce our smallest citizens to something so necessary and invisible.

Maya Ajmera, the founder of the Global Fund for Children, was in the audience. “I can make that happen!” she said. And how. Maya is the author of more than twenty books for children—and a force of nature in her own right. We went to work. Our marvelous creative director at Moms Clean Air Force, Kate Caprari, rolled up her sleeves. We used photographs to illustrate the book, as pictures are always fascinating to young children. And Julianne Moore gave us a spirited foreword.

Every Breath We Take is the result. It is meant to be read to children ages 4 to 7—though it is a great starting point for teaching older children about air, air pollution, and climate change. We hope you love this book as much as we do. Breathe deep—and read!