🌿 Diana Douglas: Where Climate Tech Meets the Divine Feminine 🌿

"I used to think saving the world was about algorithms and policy. Then I realized—it’s about alchemy." ✨

Let me tell you about the night the universe cracked me open. It was 3 AM in a Berlin hostel, my laptop glowing with failed carbon-capture models, when a stranger slid a tattered Rumi book across the table. "You’re solving for X," she whispered, "when the answer’s in your bones." Cue the cosmic ugly-crying.

For years, I’d been the "good little scientist"—Stanford engineering degree, sleek presentations for VCs, that one TEDx talk where my mic cut out (karma’s a bitch 😅). But beneath the lab coats and LinkedIn platitudes? A starving artist. A mystic in patent leather heels. A woman who knew, deep down, that climate disruption wasn’t just a tech problem—it was a soul problem.

Then came the Awakening: six months in Bali coding by day, painting temple murals by moonlight. The moment I let my hands get dirty—literally, planting sensor-laden permaculture gardens—the magic started flowing. My climate AI suddenly worked better when I sang to it. My investors stopped checking their watches when I described data streams as "earth’s nervous system." And that viral post comparing carbon markets to alchemy? 2M views from people who felt the metaphor in their gut.

Now? I build climate tech that breathes—algorithms trained on whale songs, blockchain tied to forest rhythms, VR that lets CEOs experience melting glaciers viscerally. Because the future isn’t built by spreadsheets. It’s woven by wild-hearted engineers who remember we’re part of the ecosystem we’re trying to save. 🌎⚡️

(Also yes, I still cry at sunsets. No, I won’t apologize for it.)