How surviving cancer helps me cope with the climate crisis

Australia's bushfires have left grief on our doorstep. As a cancer survivor, I too have been through the flames.

Since the bushfires came through my property and the national park behind it, I wake most mornings with a sharp stone lodged in my throat.

Before I am fully conscious, my grief is amorphous, hard to pin down.

Then I hear my beloved bees in the native banksias beneath my window, their low hum in the few flowers that have survived.

King parrots, kookaburras and lorikeets have come back to burned trees after the…