On January 7, 2025, the Palisades Fire destroyed our community. But not our field.

“Sustainability isn’t only about what we preserve in the world around us.”

“If we want different behavior, we need to build systems in which better choices become easier to make.”

“Even the safest house still exists within a neighborhood.”

“We’re not back. But there is evidence all around us that we’re on our way.”

During a summer trip to Austria, Sara found solar panels in places that looked very different from the rooftop systems most Americans picture. This Green Tip looks at what we can learn from communities that have made solar part of the everyday landscape and asks us to think more creatively about where clean energy can fit as the Palisades rebuilds. Read the full Green Tip in the Palisadian-Post → https://palipost.com/green-tip-what-austria-can-teach-us-about-where-solar-belon

The Vegan Solutions Team began with food, community and a few Palisadians finding one another. Years later, Pali Veg Fest has become one of Resilient Palisades’ longest-running community traditions. In this Green Tip, Sara looks back at how the team began, how the events grew, what happened after the fire and why gathering around good food still matters during recovery. “I know it is hard to want to save the planet when we are trying to save ourselves.” Read the full Green Ti

It's funny how communities grow. Sometimes all it takes is some good eats, a local paper, and the right people finding each other.

“Nature is still processing the fire. And so are we.”

What can ancient Rome teach us about rebuilding Pacific Palisades? Writing from a city that has incorporated its ruins into its identity for centuries, Sara reflects on the surviving pieces of the Palisades, including the old Business Block, and whether rebuilding always has to mean erasing what came before. “Both people and cities do not have to be perfect to be profound.” Read the full Green Tip in the Palisadian-Post → https://palipost.com/green-tip-the-ruins-are-part-of-t

“This year, we are back at home where we belong.”

I know this might sound insensitive but since I lived through this with you, I’m going to say it anyway. As a fan of apocalyptic movies, zombie shows and doomsday scenarios, walking the streets was kinda cool. A world that lies in ruins and is now reclaimed by nature is not something people typically experience during their lifetime. It is fascinating and fantastical.

Brush clearance is essential to wildfire preparedness, but clearing vegetation indiscriminately can also remove the native plants we need to protect. In this Green Tip, Resilient Palisades’ Removal of Invasive Plants team explains the difference between simply clearing brush and selectively removing invasive vegetation while preserving native habitat. “Our team does not simply ‘clear brush.’ We selectively remove invasive plants while protecting native plants whenever possibl

Can we speak honestly about the challenges of returning to the Palisades without making the community sound like somewhere people shouldn’t return to? Days before moving back with her own family, Sara wrestled with that question and the tension between loving a place, worrying about it and believing deeply enough in its future to come home anyway. “No one who loves the Palisades wants to hurt the Palisades.” Read the full article in the Palisadian-Post → https://palipost.com/

“Processing grief is resilience too.”

It can start to feel like a repetitive green approval button, pushing you down the path of least resistance toward your own recovery. Don’t get me wrong, each decision will come with a tedious amount of work and many will exhaust you to no end.

Aside from the significant work she’s contributed to improving the health of our community, I’m pretty sure you could power a home using her radiant energy.

“Resilient Palisades exists because neighbors were able to connect.”

The magic of Cindy’s dollhouses pulls you out of whatever is going on in your life and drops you into your child’s world of imagination, even if only for a few minutes. There is no better way I could have spent a single one of those minutes.

I stepped outside with Stravinsky’s The Rite of Spring playing in my head, thinking about that scene in Fantasia where the dinosaurs stand in blistering heat, gazing up at the relentless sun, the land dried out around them, everything pushed past its limit.