Solarpunk Tumblr is a little piece of joy that restores hope and renews vision.
Like, I grew up in a city with a fragile ecosystem and small floral kingdom. I grew up in a country wherein the roots of Ubuntu run deep (faint, at times, but deep). I grew up a child of missionaries who taught me to exegete and, to some degree*, had been led and inspired by anti racists of their time (inner city Louisville in the 80s).
When I moved back to the US, the Christianity I saw was not what I had been taught. The ethos was consumerism, not consideration. The environment was exploited, not protected. I grew weary of being the radical, leftist, ecohippie at my Christian college, medical school, residency, and job. I've gotten quieter and quieter over the years about humanism, native endemic gardening, and even my faith.
Seeing the existence of solarpunk as a movement - and not a small movement - restores some of that optimism, where I had thought it dead. It's refreshing to know I'm not alone and, while many in the solarpunk movement might not be Christian, I find that it still meshes and fits with the faith I was initially taught, that our world and every thing and person in it is a beautiful creation, a masterpiece, and that it is our responsibility, our very first and most primal job, to shepherd and steward it, to maintain it and allow it to thrive, for itself, each other, and the one who I believe gave it to us.
(*and, granted, my parents, like most boomers, became colorblind, missed unconscious bias and systemic racism, and fixated on abortion, but, for the time I was in their house, they actively corrected overt racism and discussed the racist harms of US history)