Help protect one of the most biodiverse places in the world
- Raised
- $200
- Goal
- $1,000
In 2022, I had the great privilege of spending Christmas and New Year's in the Los Cedros forest in Ecuador. Though I wasn't there long, my time there changed me. I felt like I stepped into a world I couldn't have imagined—one where, in a flamboyant act of pure abandon, some creative god scattered buckets and buckets of living jewels across misted, impossibly green hills. I'd never experienced a perceptual weaving like this, full of so many songs and colors and shapes at once, and my little heart filled to bursting.
Los Cedros leads the world in Rights of Nature thinking, with the forest having been awarded legal rights a few years ago. Scientists who travel there are almost guaranteed a new discovery. The forest herself has co-written songs and poems that are now finding their ways across the world. Her rivers are clear and drinkable, supporting downstream communities with life. All who visit her living embrace are changed.
But as with every fairy tale, there is a demon gnawing at the corner of paradise. Mining companies threaten this biodiversity hotspot. A tough band of folks works in the depths of the forest, working with other forest protectors across Ecuador and the world to make sure she is protected. Thinking of my time there—the glimmer of a hummingbird in the shadowed undergrowth, or the half-eaten fruits scattered by monkeys under my feet, or the curl of an orchid no bigger than my pinky nail—I just couldn't bear to see this place destroyed. The world needs its lungs, and its mysterious places. The few that are left support the thriving of the communities and songs nestled around them, and we can't let them go.
I'm honored to serve on the Board of Directors for the Los Cedros Fund, and I want to ask you to join me in supporting their mission to protect this sacred place. May the songs of Los Cedros long be decked with tiny glass frogs, and wild cats, and colorful fungi and bears and toucans and all else that makes their homes in this many-layered nest. May we respond to the song of Los Cedros.