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We are very glad to be able to share some extracts from the wonderful Scientists on Survival<\/a> anthology. You can buy it here<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I cannot accurately recall a time when I wasn\u2019t aware of the threat of climate change. Throughout this constant awareness, my response emotionally and materially has followed a winding path starting from acute panic, a plummet to despair and then a gentle sink into numbing passivity. It shifted suddenly, finally, with a radical energy that has transformed my life and sense of self \u2013 altering my concepts of power, agency and my sense of place and purpose in this world.<\/p>\n

I will illustrate this journey, before activism, using a sample of three memories starting with childhood.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

1<\/p>\n

I was watching the morning news. My uniform was on and I was waiting to be walked to school. I must have been younger than eleven, still in primary school. It was the segment of the news where they looked at the newspaper headlines. Most meant next to nothing to me \u2013 except for the final one. The final newspaper they held up featured an image of an ominously backlit Earth hanging in space. The headline, something to the effect of \u2018Are we past the point of no return?\u2019 \u2013 a reference to the chilling fear of having reached an irreversible climate tipping point. The presenters wince, make a small noise or two of discomfort and then \u2026 move on. Smiles return, peppy presenter voices switch back on, ushering the show briskly to the weather segment.<\/p>\n

But as the show moves on I am left frozen. Gripped by abject terror, head spinning, breath caught: The world is ending. It\u2019s too late \u2013 your future is on fire. You\u2019re doomed, your family is doomed.<\/p>\n

We\u2019re all going to die. We\u2019re all going to \u2013 But wait!<\/p>\n

Forget the end of the world for now: it\u2019s time for school. Finish your breakfast, get your shoes on. Come along.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s little wonder I was a deeply anxious child, always thinking about the future. I wondered, why weren\u2019t the adults afraid? Why wasn\u2019t anything being done? Year after year and nothing urgent or drastic was being done. Why? Why isn\u2019t anyone doing anything? Why isn\u2019t anyone else scared? The fear drove me to obsess over the micro things in my immediate environment \u2013 recycling, turning off unused lights and worrying over the kind of car the family drove. I knew something needed doing but that<\/p>\n

I could not do it, and seemingly whoever could wasn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

I wanted to scream but there was no place to do so \u2013 all I could do was crumple inwards.<\/p>\n

Fear gave way to despair.<\/p>\n

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2<\/p>\n

I\u2019m in secondary school now, learning about population growth as part of a special \u2018future day\u2019 event in what would normally be a history lesson. My teacher is presenting a predicted trend chart with a line rising steeply up and insisting to me how dangerous and important this was: \u2018The threat of overpopulation.\u2019 I told her, bluntly, that it didn\u2019t matter. She was taken aback \u2013 probably because I was usually such a quiet and polite student \u2013 then got upset, insisting it does. But my mind was made up: \u2018It doesn\u2019t matter.\u2019 I believed deadly climate change would supersede it. Projected population growth meant nothing to me \u2013 the future felt like a lost cause anyway, a dead end. The world was ending either way. It felt like being told how many souls are on a sinking ship.<\/p>\n

I had been despondent that entire day, worn down, anxious and depressed by the hours dedicated to talking about a future I truly believed wasn\u2019t coming.<\/p>\n

Despite this I continued living the way I was meant to, the way I assumed I needed to, getting my GCSEs and A levels. I had dual interests \u2013 art and physics. I felt good at both but approaching university felt compelled to pick one. I chose a BSci in applied physics because I thought furthering scientific knowledge may still benefit humanity\u2019s future, whatever that would be. I distinctly felt indebted to the world. I was raised with great love and care, yet guiltily didn\u2019t seem to be capable of being \u2018happy\u2019 the way others could be happy. But maybe, I hoped, I could at least be useful in some tiny way.<\/p>\n

I was good in academia \u2013 and found the stress of my work and relationships filled my head enough to distract me from and dull the constant ache of climate dread. I went into an MSci in space science and engineering. I liked instrumentation and space science. I took modules in Earth sciences and Earth-observing satellites for climate monitoring \u2013 still assuming that maybe my work could have some benefit \u2013 but I never dared to even think of dedicating my work to climate science.<\/p>\n

It scared me too much.<\/p>\n

My despair had festered into stark avoidance.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

3<\/p>\n

Now I\u2019m just over the cusp of twenty \u2013 I\u2019m hung-over, nursing a coffee at a greasy spoon and seated opposite a close friend. He\u2019s attempting to tell me about something he\u2019s read about recently. It\u2019s about the climate. It\u2019s not good news. I got angry, told him abruptly to stop. He tried to finish, and I utterly lost my temper and snapped, swore, silenced him, and demanded we change topic. I couldn\u2019t even talk about the things that scared me anymore. And I would rather shout down someone who did, even someone I cared about.<\/p>\n

What had I learned, enduring nearly twenty years of climate anxiety?<\/p>\n

Certainly not hope \u2013 that never entered the equation. What would give me hope? Hope is not blind faith \u2013 you need a reason for hope to grow, and the inaction that surrounded me provided only desolate soil.<\/p>\n

What I cultivated instead was powerlessness. Not only the internal feeling, but also the performance of powerlessness.<\/p>\n

People who weren\u2019t me were the ones who could act \u2013 and they likely wouldn\u2019t \u2013 so that\u2019s that. The only individual survival mechanism I could then deploy at that point was burying my head in the sand: I can\u2019t do anything about it and hearing about it stresses me out, so if I want to survive day-to-day I simply won\u2019t hear about it.<\/p>\n

I had to not only overcome the feeling of powerlessness, but also to unlearn that performance of powerlessness.<\/p>\n

That began when, about five years later, I first began to see Extinction Rebellion on the streets of my home city of London. For quite a time these climate protests sat only in my life\u2019s periphery. I felt very positively towards them \u2013 but big life changes maintained that buzz in my mind that had so successfully pushed aside nagging voices. But as life calmed (and COVID restrictions lifted) that voice grew louder, insisting I was obliged to give something, anything \u2013 and finally pushed me into the movement in late 2021.<\/p>\n

I showed up to the meeting points for marches, completely alone, still disempowered and thinking I would only be useful as a body for bulking out the crowd. I felt I could give so little, but I knew I still should give it. But I found roles holding banners and met other young people who shared my pain. I did police-station support alongside mothers and teachers who shared my fears. I found Scientists for XR and attended meetings, participated in actions and met individuals who shared my experiences \u2013 and with whom I wrote new ones.<\/p>\n

Something important happened to me as I joined these communities and took action. It happened as I walked my first march, blocked my first road, attended my first meeting, painted my first banner and made my first challenges to the authorities in our society.<\/p>\n

Where anxiety and fear once lived in my chest, another feeling began to take root. Where fear had been a constant mutter, another sound was rising in volume to challenge it. I discovered the things I had been missing and \u2013 once found \u2013 things I couldn\u2019t live without.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Community and Solidarity<\/strong><\/p>\n

The world is made up of people and systems in synergy. People create and hold up the systems, and are simultaneously constrained and controlled by them. We are inducted into systems, learn to perform within them, re-enact them, and therefore perpetuate them. The strength of systems comes from the collective power of the people performing them \u2013 often unconsciously, as I was[1]<\/a> \u2013 but they are therefore weakened when we resist taking part in them. In this way, every single human being has the potential to transform the world through the transformation of themselves, and the creation of new systems and communities to resist existing ones.<\/p>\n

In building movements we not only find people with whom we\u2019ll protest, we find individuals with whom we seek to build a better future. This work requires care, empathy and mutual aid. And therefore \u2013 if done right \u2013 results in care, empathy and mutual aid between those that undertake it. If we wish to create a fairer, gentler and compassionate world because that is where humans would flourish, then we flourish best in the here-and-now by creating that in our movements. And the creation of this kind of community is precisely what is needed in the face of a present and future where we need (and will increasingly need) to look after one another better.<\/p>\n

My anxiety has been replaced with an assurance that whatever the future holds I am part of a community that will respond with care and conviction. I have demonstrated to myself that I have the ability to be responsive to crises with a community I trust.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Agency<\/strong><\/p>\n

I believed, all my life, that the power to change the world was in someone else\u2019s hands. Someone more powerful than me. And therefore the only solution was to convince them to change \u2013 a task I couldn\u2019t fathom achieving.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve come to a new belief that we should not need to appeal to \u2018power\u2019 for system change. Instead, a better world is made by uncovering and using the power we ourselves possess. While \u2018appealing to power\u2019 to make change may feel necessary in our current heavily hierarchical system (and I don\u2019t argue we shouldn\u2019t also apply pressure to existing power structures) we should not let that further lend legitimacy to those who make claim to that power and nor should we show approval of such structures. The creation of a system that works for the many requires power to be held by the many. Every act of civil disobedience and direct action is a demonstration of the power of the individual and communities to deny the status quo, hence deny it its power over us, and instead to create an opposing system. We channel energy away from the systems and hierarchies we oppose and place it into a new system.<\/p>\n

In a world made up of systems, that is of itself world-changing.<\/p>\n

If we want a world of fairly distributed power, of people looking after each other, of action and care for the environment and justice for all, we must not merely request it but must enact it ourselves. A world of active love and care requires active humans, hence by taking action in our social movements we are manifesting this change in real time.<\/p>\n

Agency lives within us all, but cannot be freed until we understand where our power lies. In my own circumstances[2]<\/a> I could do this through taking direct action: placing myself where I once thought I could not be and doing the things I once thought I could not \u2013 and finding I can. I uncovered the extent of my own freedom through action, creating in me a person no longer paralysed by fear, despair or avoidance \u2013 but energized in all facets by love, resilience and agency.<\/p>\n

Hope<\/strong><\/p>\n

A harsh truth of activism and social movements is that the fight never ends; there will never be a day you \u2018win\u2019. It is a constant push for a better world, an ongoing struggle to a horizon you will never fully reach. But while there is no definitive win-state there is also no fail-state. We can always struggle onwards, and if our struggle has created activated, experienced individuals and resilient, caring and life-changing communities, then we have already made the world a better place along the way.<\/p>\n

I do not fear our efforts will be for nothing if our demands are never met \u2013 I believe we have already changed the world. Because I am part of this world, and I am transformed.<\/p>\n

So I can continue to fight to change the world, emboldened by this fact that I already have.<\/p>\n

That fact, indisputable, gives me the hope I need.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Footnotes:<\/p>\n

[1]<\/a> And still may be continuing to do so, participating in systems I have not even identified as such. For example, the performance of gender is a system that many of us subconsciously perform everyday through clothing selection and behaviour. This isn\u2019t as overt as, say, the system of capitalism \u2013 but on the flip side may be easier to resist, depending on the individual and their circumstances.<\/p>\n

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[2]<\/a> As a person living in the Global North and with all the associated privileges of being white and economically secure. The agency we materially have and the ways we can express this agency differ tremendously depending on differing circumstances, and I am only speaking from my own (albeit narrow) experience.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Shana Sullivan<\/strong> was born in Massachusetts and is a dual citizen of the Republic of Ireland and the United States. When she was two years old her family moved to London where she was raised. She achieved a BSc in Applied Physics at St. Mary\u2019s University College and an MSc in Space Science and Engineering: Space Technology at University College London (UCL). She worked in the Netherlands for a year in industry before moving back to London and becoming an astronomical observatory technician and beginning a part-time PhD in astronomical instrumentation. Shana joined Extinction Rebellion in 2021, helped form the UCL Staff Climate Activist Network in 2022 and in 2023 founded the Education Climate Coalition, an organization that connects and aids collaboration between student, staff, academic and external climate action groups that operate in the educational sector.<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Call to action: Follow the Scientists for XR group<\/a>. And buy<\/a> our book.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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