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Areas of Focus
Organic Farming
(3632 people) | Air Quality and Pollution
(1950 people) | Wildlife Habitat Conservation
(2365 people) | Biodiversity Conservation
(3172 people) | Ecological Economics
(2345 people) | Natural Capitalism
(2460 people) | Communication Training
(1733 people) | Community Participation
(3626 people) | Land Stewardship
(1626 people) | Democratic Reform
(1028 people) | Sustainability Education
(4200 people) | Sustainable Fishing
(978 people) | Renewable Energy
(3919 people) | Climate Change
(4721 people) | Fair Trade
(2538 people) | Globalization Impacts
(2071 people) | Life Cycle Assessment
(1168 people) | Ecolabeling and Certification
(1237 people) | Journalism and the Press
(1497 people) | Media and Communication
(2708 people) | Sustainable Communities
(4066 people)
About
I'm currently researching several topics related to sustainable development, developing projects in the third sector that might help the global switch towards sustainability through a larger involvement of citizens, writing for my blog supergreenme, joining in on and offline protests and petitions and pressuring local/national government and companies to adopt sustainable practices.




Why, who makes much of a miracle?
As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,
Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge
of the water,
Or stand under trees in the woods,
Or talk by day with anyone I love, or sleep in the bed
at night with anyone I love,
Or sit at the table at dinner with the rest,
Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,
Or watch honeybees busy around the hive
of a summer forenoon,
Or animals feeding in the fields,
Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,
Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining
so quiet and bright,
Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon
in spring;
These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.
To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread
with the same,
Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.
To me the sea is a continual miracle,
The fishes that swim-the rocks-the motion of the waves
-the ships with men in them,
What stranger miracles are there?
~ Walt Whitman ~
(Leaves of Grass)