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How can an effective democracy truly survive? The key role played by the margins in decentralization, By Andrea Viviana Araujo Muñoa

12 Apr

Editor’s Note: The lengthy excursion below is also an excellent introduction to the work of a young Peruvian woman who has become an important colleague for us. Andrea was introduced to us by our longtime friend Dr. Toh Swee-Hin, and we had quickly become enamored of her community activities and her energetic spirit that we wanted to both support that work and draw her more into our international orbit. Andrea recently was issued a visa by the US government and we expect to have her at the UN this summer for the High Level Political Forum and related activities. Hopefully she will make abundant contacts which will help shape her future community work in Peru. We, on the other hand, stand to learn much from her presence here. The text below will help explain why we are so pleased to welcome her.

No one told me that founding a youth organization engaged in community volunteer work on democracy and citizen participation while belonging to a vulnerable population (a young woman, premature seven-month triplet, first-generation university student, and coming from an emerging district) would be highly complex; but no one told me either that I would lead with such passion, even on the most uncertain days.

I GREW UP ON THE PERIPHERY OF DEMOCRACY: I BECAME NATIONAL NEWS WHEN I WAS BORN ALONGSIDE MY SISTERS.

Who could have imagined that the girl whose birth was exposed as a media event in the era before social networks — at a time when digital platforms did not exist to communicate and public visibility depended almost entirely on traditional media — would later be instrumentalized within a phenomenon that drew in a political candidate willing to extract political capital from family vulnerability, would end up leading her community. Yes, a politician came to promise help, posed for the photo as part of his unfulfilled social assistance, and never returned. That is how I was named Andrea, in honor of an authority of the time who promised support to my family in front of cameras and whose name I ended up carrying in its feminine version.

My parents settled in an emerging district — the other face of Lima — where many people build their lives from scratch in search of the opportunities their hometown, 18 hours from the capital, could not offer them: education, healthcare, and stability. They were uprooted from their families at ages 11 and 14 respectively and arrived in a city marked by discrimination, structural racism, and stigmatization. In those years, coming from Ayacucho — a region deeply affected by the internal armed conflict — meant bearing prejudice, suspicion, and exclusion. I am the daughter of those migrants who fled not only from precariousness, but also from the weight of stigmatization and lack of opportunity.

Both arrived while still almost children. They had no formal education or role models along the way, yet guided by their Catholic faith, they leaned on one another and on work to provide their daughters with basic goods and services. I grew up with faith and dignity. Perhaps it was there that I understood how each act shaped who I am. I chose to study Political Science as an act of “rebellion”: to understand power in order to transform it, because politics shapes our lives from birth.

In my veins, in my Indigenous Ayacuchan roots, runs the blood of generations who did not have the privilege of education, of understanding, or of acting to alter that reality. It is a struggle that is not easy to embody, yet it became my life’s passion: to assume collective challenges from the periphery.

I, too, would have liked to be born into a cradle of opportunity, but the cradle of resilience into which I was born shaped me from my very first minute of life. Here I am, here I remain, and I endure, because I firmly believe, as Mujica once said, that my strength lies precisely in having been born where opportunities are scarce but dignity abounds. We do not choose the cradle into which we are born, but we do choose what we do with the life we are given. In the trench of scarcity also lives the courage of struggle and rebellion transformed into love for others. For that reason, politics is an instrument of service, even when the path becomes more arduous for those who remain faithful to their ethical principles. What gives strength is not what is lacking, but what overflows in conviction, because the cause is always to live with meaning.

I ENTERED THE MOST PRESTIGIOUS PUBLIC UNIVERSITY IN MY COUNTRY, ON SCHOLARSHIP, AND SINCE THEN I HAVE WORKED TO TRAIN WITH EXCELLENCE

I have always pursued challenging goals. I understood early on that living means precisely that: moving forward even when uncertainty weighs more than certainty.

I never imagined entering the “Dean of the Americas.” Not because I doubted my abilities — I was always disciplined and deeply committed to my studies in my community’s public school, where I ranked second overall throughout all my school years (first place was achieved by my triplet sister) — but because I often heard that such a path “was not designed for someone like me.” The narrative was familiar: accept reality, resign yourself to economic limitations, study only if my parents could afford a few months of preparatory academy; otherwise, give up the dream.

But I earned admission. I won a national scholarship. I graduated with excellent grades. I participated in an international exchange, also on scholarship. Later, I went through months of unemployment until an opportunity arrived that transformed my trajectory: a paid internship at USAID, an institution that believed in my potential, revitalized my vocation, and allowed me to work alongside highly qualified professionals, engage in technical dialogue, and operate in a language other than my own. It was not that I romanticized the agency. It was that every second of the experience was difficult to describe. I learned enormously and deeply valued having been selected among thousands of applicants. I did not only learn from my office, but from all of them. Absorbing knowledge was, without exaggeration, one of the most enriching professional experiences of my life.

I received significant recognition within the institution, yet everything ended. My stipend was rescinded in February due to the broader context. I carried with me learning, networks, and professional validation. Outside, however, another reality awaited me: that of my country. Months later came the enactment of Law No. 32301, modifying the framework of the Peruvian Agency for International Cooperation (APCI). One of the main criticisms points to its imprecise wording. By generically prohibiting projects that may imply “intervention in internal politics” or actions that “affect public order, citizen security, or national defense,” the regulation could inhibit virtually any form of citizen criticism. The potential impact on independent media and organizations reliant on international cooperation is particularly concerning, especially in fields such as human rights, governance, and the environment. An inevitable tension arises: How can the State validate investigations that may question it?

The Inter-American Commission on Human Rights (IACHR) expressed grave concern regarding these changes, warning that prior authorization requirements and new administrative obligations could create disproportionate obstacles to civic space and freedom of association. All of this unfolds amid a national context marked by organized crime, expanding extortion, and the proximity of general elections in a highly fragmented landscape with more than 36 political parties.

For a political scientist who refuses to normalize complacency toward corruption, navigating this reality is already complex. Doing so from unemployment is even more so. In contemporary Peru, engaging in advocacy or volunteer initiatives related to democracy and citizen participation can paradoxically become a professional risk factor — not due to lack of merit, but because certain institutional environments view such experiences with suspicion. In a climate where the current government maintains a restrictive posture toward various forms of collective action, the tension between ethical coherence and job stability ceases to be theoretical and becomes a daily decision.

FROM RESILIENCE TO COLLECTIVE ACTION: ORGANIZING FROM BELOW TO SUSTAIN DEMOCRACY

I founded Empodérate Vecino(a) in 2022. I did so while working as a junior research assistant at the National Police of Peru and simultaneously directing the research workshop “Ciudad Crítica” at my university. This initiative emerged after researching the territorial governance of the Lima 2019 Pan American Games, particularly in my district. For the first time, high-level sports infrastructure arrived in my community. This transformed not only the urban landscape, but also my understanding of territory, inequality, and citizenship.

I chose to lead the organization through a quiet yet close approach. I wanted to build a space that did not merely appear active, but truly executed; that did not only speak about participation, but practiced it effectively. Since then, Empodérate Vecino(a) has become my principal space and refuge for civic engagement. I deeply believe in self-organization and self-management as forms of democratic resilience. Grassroots movements like ours embody concrete practices of deliberative democracy: inclusion of diverse voices, public reasoning grounded in arguments and evidence, respect, active listening, and the search for shared foundations connecting deliberation with legitimacy.

However, the path is not easy. Structural barriers persist: distrust toward young women’s leadership, cohesion within community-based grassroots organizations, high criminality in historically excluded territories, and the constant fear of raising one’s voice in the face of social injustices. Added to this is the reduction of funding for democratic strengthening, which generates emotional exhaustion among those who sustain initiatives amid scarcity.

Young people who choose to speak up also face demotivation stemming from precarious conditions and, more recently, the threat hanging over their social and professional capital. In many cases, activism — far from being recognized as valuable civic experience — can become a source of vulnerability, stigmatization, or professional risk.

Despite this, the organization has consolidated itself as a space where young people from peripheral neighborhoods learn to lead, participate, and create change through everyday action. Not through rhetoric, but through practice: civic labs, civic games, workshops for young mothers, and creative participation methodologies. After my experience at the development agency within the U.S. Embassy, I decided to apply for international funding. We secured support from Global Changemakers, which allowed us to implement the project “Qhapaq Ñan Cívico.”

This electoral education and empowerment initiative was aimed at internally displaced migrant women from the other side of Lima — my community, emergent yet resilient. Many of them face triple exclusion based on gender, age, and migratory trajectory, along with limited access to safe spaces for participation.

We worked to change that reality through participatory workshops, intergenerational mentorship, and intercultural content. As part of the pedagogical design, I developed a mascot: an animated version of the Andean Cock-of-the-rock, Peru’s national bird. This character accompanies participants along the “civic pathway,” blending humor, warmth, and cultural symbolism.

In this way, the concept of Qhapaq Ñan — a Quechua term associated with the Inca road system — is reimagined as a metaphor of connection: civic pathways that cross territories where institutional democracy often arrives late or incompletely. Because it is precisely there — in the margins — where decentralized democracy must be strengthened: where the State, technology, academic opportunities, and international connection rarely converge.

This initiative is deeply personal. It represents a living expression of the principles that guide my work: that transformative education can build bridges between local realities and global aspirations for justice, sustainability, and inclusive democracy. And because, ultimately, change is driven by ordinary people, by the nobodies, the anonymous, those who rarely appear in the newspapers.

 DELIBERATIVE DEMOCRACY FROM THE MARGINS: GRASSROOTS ORGANIZATIONS MATTER MORE THAN EVER

Community-based youth organizations are not born from offices nor under paternalistic, assistentialist logics. They emerge from lived experience, from territorial urgency, and from the need to solve concrete problems where the State arrives late, precariously, or simply does not arrive. However, the ecosystem of social and financial support often privileges models more comfortable for traditional cooperation: initiatives aimed “at” vulnerable populations, but not necessarily built “with” them. Projects designed from above, framed by savior narratives, backed by secured resources and prior institutional validation.

This tension reveals a structural contradiction: while the importance of empowering underrepresented populations is proclaimed, their organizational autonomy, technical capacity, and political leadership are frequently met with distrust. Youth organized within their own territories are not assistentialist projects nor symbolic extensions of traditional activism. Yet they often face a silent delegitimization when they attempt to articulate networks, mobilize communities, or generate advocacy, as they are frequently not taken seriously.

A problematic logic persists within certain social support and funding ecosystems: narratives, representation, and even the “marketing of the cause” are expected to be led by external actors with greater economic capital. Collective action appears to require the mediation of a savior figure — someone with resources, status, or symbolic authority — who designs initiatives from a desk and speaks on behalf of those who experience inequality firsthand.

Grassroots youth organizations face a persistent paradox. They must demonstrate professionalism, impact, and sustainability while operating under conditions of high precariousness, constant self-management, and emotional exhaustion. Added to this is another challenge: the suspicion cast upon youth activism, especially when it addresses democracy, citizen participation, or institutional oversight. Today, in an international landscape where funding for democracy and civic strengthening is shrinking, the pressure is even greater. Defenders of democracy — particularly those who work within and belong to excluded territories — face not only budgetary constraints, but also symbolic and material risks.

In countries such as Peru, this tension acquires complex issues. Advocacy on democracy and electoral education, far from always being recognized as a contribution to democratic development, can become a source of professional vulnerability. For many young people, active engagement in these spaces entails real costs in employability, job stability, and even personal safety. All of this unfolds within a context marked by low electoral trust, party fragmentation, the expansion of organized crime in peripheral territories, the normalization of extortion in public spaces, and the weakening of civic space.

In the face of this panorama, grassroots organizations do not represent a romantic gesture nor a naïve wager. Rather, they constitute living democratic infrastructures: spaces where deliberation is practiced, citizenship is built, and social bonds essential to democratic stability are sustained. Transforming concerns into collective action is not easy — even less so when dealing with agendas that rarely appear “attractive” to funding mechanisms despite their structural urgency.

And yet, I remain convinced: Peru needs more than ever spaces for civic education, electoral literacy, and democratic leadership, particularly as the country moves toward general elections described by many analysts as among the most complex in its history, in a landscape with 38 political parties and a citizenry increasingly disconnected from institutional politics.

CONCLUSION: DEMOCRACY IS DEFENDED WHERE LEAST ATTENTION IS PAID — THE MARGINS.

Democracy is not sustained solely by institutions, norms, or electoral processes. It rests above all on everyday practices, on social bonds, and on people’s capacity to organize, deliberate, and construct collective solutions. A truly living democracy is not merely administered from above: it is built from below. This demands an urgent ethical and political call: to recognize that democracy is also a territorial experience, one that must be lived, contested, and strengthened precisely where it has historically been most fragile — the margins.

It requires rethinking public policy through a territorial lens and listening to those who for decades have been considered social, political, or economic peripheries — not as a symbolic gesture, but as a structural condition for democratic legitimacy. Because citizen participation is not a complement to democracy. It is its invisible infrastructure.

Sometimes it rains. Sometimes exhaustion outweighs optimism. Yet even on those days, I wake up motivated when I see tangible results in Empodérate Vecino(a) — a space that has become my refuge for civic engagement and living proof that another way of practicing citizenship is possible. I continue applying. I continue studying. I continue preparing myself technically and professionally. And I aspire to find work where I can keep reimagining, from within, how the State, public policy, and democracy can better dialogue with people’s lived realities.

This article is not a success story. It is a story still under construction. Because I am still striving for stability, for professional growth, for new opportunities. But I also know I am not alone. There are thousands of us, across different territories, weaving another way of doing politics — grounded in collective purpose.

Democracy will survive if it learns to look where it has never truly looked. If it recognizes that its defense does not occur only in grand national debates, but also in neighborhoods and grassroots organizations that sustain the public sphere through fragility and hope.

Because, ultimately, democracy reinvents itself precisely where it is least observed.

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A Time for Care and Reflection:  A Tribute to Saul Mendlovitz, Dr. Robert Zuber

21 Jul

At the end of the recent High Level Political Forum on Sustainable Development held at the UN, the president of the Economic and Social Council convened what for us was certainly  one of the most inspirational events of the entire two-week sequence, a session devoted to caregiving and its gendered impacts. 

Featuring the newly minted Foreign Minister of Mexico and featuring other presenters from within and outside the UN system, the session made plain both the almost-universal need we humans have for caregiving and the degree to which that responsibility falls on women – women whose labors are often unrecognized, often uncompensated, often inadequately shared with their male partners, often keeping them from developing other talents or joining together to pursue the “power” for which the Foreign Minister advocated  in this session.

Needless to say, most of us do not take sufficient time to reflect on our pathways, contexts and conditions as human beings.  We certainly do not, as a professor from Buenos Aires chimed in during this UN session, spend sufficient energy in taking down the “patriarchal scaffolding” which inhibits women who choose to be caregivers from achieving both compensation for their families and the dignity and respect their caregiving is surely due.  As bombs continue to rain down on communities, as fields lay fallow due to climate change impacts, and as more and more families face grave uncertainties as they take to hostile byways in search of secure places for their children, the need for caregiving is both profound and acute.  It cannot be, must not be, the informal, unpaid and unacknowledged province of women alone.

This is background for what is intended to be a tribute to the recently deceased Saul Mendlovitz, one of three co-founders (with Jonathan Dean and Randall Forsberg) of Global Action to Prevent War and Armed Conflict back in 1999.  Saul took his leave of GAPW some years ago, and the project has certainly (for better and worse) evolved in his absence, but his legacy, to some significant degree, is embedded in this project as it was in the World Order Models which preceded it and to which I also made contributions.

Beyond his role in Global Action, Saul was a professor at Rutgers Law School and, as his scholarly interests over the years shifted to incorporate a more literary lens, his stature as teacher only grew further.  He was a passionate speaker, conveying urgency and more than occasional wit, which drew a number of students to his lectures who had no institutionally coerced reason for being present.

In some ways, Saul’s vision for Global Action was a continuation of his work with the World Order Models Project.  His community was a solid, talented group of World Order scholars with all their strengths and limitations.  At the same time, the target audience for both the Global Action “Program Statement” and the project for a “UN Emergency Peace Service” a standing, rapid-response service to prevent mass atrocities, was the United Nations itself, an entity often referenced but less often engaged with sufficient depth.  Proposals often emanated from GAPW towards a system which was ill-equipped to absorb them due in large measure to what I and others came to believe was an over-reliance on our ideas and an under-reliance on both the often-frustrating politics of implementation and the growing testimonies emanating from communities under siege, people who increasingly demanded a hearing and generally dared to hope for significantly more than that. 

As we say often at the UN, policy proposals have life when states adopt them not when NGOs (or academics) introduce them.  And, in a system where words are far more plentiful than decision-making authority, what comes “out of our heads” is certainly less impactful  than our willingness to swim in the soup of UN politics while endeavoring as best we can to preserve our policy independence.

Especially in the early years of Global Action, Saul was integral to preserving that culture of independence.  While his circle of fundraising contacts was relatively small, it was larger than those of the rest of us and he unabashedly and routinely asked for money from those who found his personal vision compelling. There was never enough to manage even a spartan life in New York City but there was surely enough to eschew the sort of arrangements which would require us to support policies which we felt were more likely to result in broken promises than in prospects for concrete caregiving for those facing the end of their capacity and resilience.  

From the note which Saul’s daughters sent to some and circulated to others following his death, it was clear that his life and priorities had a profound affect on his family.  His vision forged over 99 years of life resonated with them as it did with others. Indeed, for all the limitations inherent in academic worldviews, Saul communicated clearly that there is a need for global values and policy rigor to complement policy negotiation and ensure successful outcomes for people.  It is important that we do all we can to prevent violence and indignities of all kinds at a macro level such that the burdens of care at family and community levels can be sustainably reduced.  Otherwise, we are left mostly to heal physical and psychological wounds which, if we in the policy world were honest with ourselves, probably never needed to happen in the first instance.

Also noteworthy in Saul’s daughters’ communication is the news that, as his life was coming to an end, Saul swapped out his preoccupations with world order and the ruminations of the New York Times for a more contemplative, introspective engagement consistent with living through (rather than denying) one of the two most profound transitions in human experience.  As a man who, in his younger years, often seemed to prefer professional ambition over a concern for caregiving (though he certainly did some of that), who frequently indulged in competition with far-flung colleagues to the exclusion of solidarity with those in his more immediate professional circle, it was reassuring to think of Saul engaging in that urgent, poignant, honest, self-directed exploration as his earthly life over nearly a century was nearing its end.

I and any number of others would surely have wished to know what he discovered in those meditative moments.  It would have been a fitting last lesson for Saul to have left for those of us still struggling to discern and to care.

Bee Keepers: Bending the Curve of Life under Stress, Dr. Robert Zuber

4 Oct

By the Late Tara Tidwell Bryan

If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself, tell yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches.  Rainer Maria Rilke

That bird sat on a burning tree and sang the songs that this creation had never heard before. Akshay Vasu

The monster I kill every day is the monster of realism. Anaïs Nin

 If we take care of the world of the present, the future will have received full justice from us.  Wendell Berry

I don’t know how one can walk by a tree and not be happy at the sight of it?  Fyodor Dostoyevsky

We were all forged in the crucible.  Gayle Forman

Because God took one look at Adam and said, ‘Wow. This guy’s going to need all the help he can get.’ And here we are.  Nancy Mehl

I had a lovely and important message this week from a former intern now working in Vienna.  A Polish citizen great of skill and big of heart, she lamented her current assignment with a multilateral agency, not out of ingratitude so much as impatience to move beyond bureaucratic maintenance towards those issues in the world that now beckon so many in her generation.  As she put it to me, “I wish one day I could do something that actually matters.” 

The stakes are high for this generation and the need to matter is often acute.  Indeed, I think we under-estimate the longing of many people of all generations and life-circumstances to have or recover lives that matter more, incorporating higher levels of significance and even adventure than their daily routines and “realisms” generally encourage.

Many of us scoff at people of middle age who harken back to secondary school as the highlight-reel of their lives.  But there is a clue in this that we are in danger of missing and are, in turn, endangered by missing.  I remember listening to family members talking about their military service with a fondness that exceeded most all of their story-telling.  That fondness, I was quite convinced, was related not to the violence of war but to the significance of service.  This was a time in their lives when what they were doing really mattered, when the merits of their sacrifice were both encouraged and honored in a way that, in many instances at least, had not happened to them since.  Few listened to them anymore.  Few sought out their advice or paused to hear their stories.  Their service was “past tense” but so was its mattering.  What was “forged in the crucible” of war had become voices largely of nostalgia, almost empty of any larger impact.

Staying on this theme, I have seen so many photos since the recent, dismal US presidential debate of “patriots” who have been dubbed (and denigrated) as right-wing warriors, folks apparently preparing for some sort of “war” with their fellow-citizens, testing the limits of official response (and implicit permission) by grabbing their guns, donning military-style gear and taking to the streets to “defend” some makeshift iteration of morality, order and legacy.  Without endorsing one iota of the tendency to conspiracy and lawlessness, I also wonder how long what I see in their faces and hear in their words has been simmering?  But it is apparent that, in part due to a self-serving shout-out by the US president, these folks matter now, more than they have perhaps mattered in many years.  Their ideas and actions have consequence again, both for their own self-worth and – as they see it at least – for the future of their country.

There is no part of that truth-defying intimidation and incitement that I can support; but as someone whose ideas and opinions on global issues and the “psychology” of our collective responses carry more weight than they surely deserve, I don’t overlook the fact that the people who do matter in this world continue to represent an all-too-small subset of the people who should matter. And some of these folks, in ways that are sometimes both violent and reality-challenged, are now declaring their insistence to matter.

The irony for me in all of this is that there are now so many crises vying for higher levels of attention and response, many of which have been either enhanced or exposed by virtue of the current pandemic.  At the UN this past week alone, three events of existential importance, mostly virtual, called attention to threats that we have not done nearly enough to mitigate and for which we lack both full disclosure from leadership and sufficient hands-on-deck to truly care for our present and do “full justice” to our future.

All three of these High Level events were dripping with opportunities to matter, and all attracted a bevy of senior leadership from the world’s governments.   Friday’s discussion on nuclear disarmament highlighted the dangerous expansion and/or reintegration of “modernized” nuclear weapons capability into national strategic defense doctrines, complete with threats to resume nuclear testing and move offensive capacity into outer space.  There was also some reflection (mostly by Palau and other small states) on the impact of excess military spending on funding access for development needs and related global concerns including those highlighted in the UN General Assembly earlier in the week.

One of those concerns took center-stage on Thursday as states convened to assess the impact, 25 years on, of the Beijing Platform for Action on women’s equality.  With statements (mostly by men) lasting well into the evening, one leader after another delivered prepared and often unremarkable statements seeking to convince us that gender equality is both indispensable to peaceful societies  (surely right) and  lies at the very heart of their domestic policy — though equality progress in many of these societies remains limited at best.  Perhaps the presidents of Luxembourg and Costa Rica put it most helpfully as they focused their remarks  on enhancing the “practical dimensions of equality” at a time when “not one nation” can claim to have achieved the goals of Beijing.  “Not one.”

Lastly, Wednesday’s High-Level event was, to my mind at least, the most urgent of the three.  On this day, world leaders and others convened virtually to assess the rapidly declining health of global biodiversity  on land and in the sea, a decline so precipitous that it directly threatens the health of our agriculture, indeed calls into question the viability of the entire food cycle, not only for ourselves but for the still-abundant life forms with which we are still privileged to share this planet.  And while most of us are rightly appalled by the sight of slaughtered elephants and emaciated polar bears, biodiversity loss is felt most acutely at the lower levels of the biological chain:  the bees which are disappearing from our farms and gardens, the insects whose presence is no longer in sync with the birds who need them to sustain their migrations, the coral reefs which have been bleached into oblivion by warming seas. The image offered up by the director of the UN Development Program, of trucks full of bees traveling  to save California farms from unpollinated crops, was a stark reminder of how disruptive we collectively continue to be to the natural rhythms and needs of our now abundance-challenged planet.

The science on this potential mass extinction event we seem determined to create is clear.  As UNSG Guterres noted on Wednesday, we must now find a way to “bend the curve” on biodiversity loss and we are running out of time to do so. Such bending requires more thoughtful attention to economies pitched more to destruction than protection. But it also requires more initiative and activity at local level, urgently appealing to those many people (including and especially indigenous people) with the energy and skill to matter: to help lay the groundwork for a future in which loaded guns, clenched fists, predatory economics, bloated military budgets and unresolved inequalities and exclusions no longer have pride of place.

Such a future must also be more attuned to the very human though often unrequited desire to matter.  A young woman from India speaking at the biodiversity summit responded to what she interpreted (and not without reason) as a string of often “empty statements” by global leadership:  “We are ready to do our part,” she intoned, “Are you?” 

Like my former intern, this young woman is clearly determined to matter, and there are many millions more like the two of them. Our task now is to get back to work on what ails us as a species and as a planet, in part by getting to the heart of what it means to matter, what people of diverse backgrounds require such that they can call forth more of the “riches of life” for themselves and for all with whom they come in contact. It also means learning how to better accompany each other as we “sing the songs that creation has never heard before,” including songs revering the presence of the bees, the trees and other life forms on which our own survival depends and that we simply must do more to keep.