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You are Wild

Mayflower. You have the potential to turn seed into fragrance. Flower into berry. Abundance into medicine. You serve the Earth. You serve the people. You serve our animal kin. Our animalistic nature needs to be accepted. A wild beast houses within us all. We all crave wildness...

How to put the Earth first

There are so many voices telling you to stop doing what you are doing now. Yet what you are doing now is the most important thing you could be doing. It is getting people out of despair and into their hearts. Does this have monetary value? Perhaps. Does it matter?

The power lies within you

Nature is inherently abundant, self reliant. Seed savers are the real heroes of this Earth. For they know, how rich we are. For they know, true wealth lies in the cycle of nature. People who save seeds for future generations are the ones who have their priorities straight.

Equal

Can we learn how to put our Earth first? Can we learn how to love our sacred Home? Can we learn how to take care of our rivers and mountains, without wanting to change them? Just leaving them be, following their natural stream, meandering through the land.

A letter of Love

Dear climate activist. You constantly worry about the state of the world. Yet the state of the world does not worry about you. Do you see the difference here? Can you make an impact without losing yourself, disrespecting your body, giving up on your autonomy? Receive blessings for a heartful life. Be open to new ways...

I can’t breathe

I can't breathe. My tongue cannot help me form the words, that can translate how I feel. My lips cannot speak the words, that can express my pain. I will only stutter. So I write. How can one explain the masochistic superioriy of Western culture? That falsely assumes superiority over your body. White bodies over black bodies. North over South. Male over Female.

Love is all there is

When did you let the media tell you that destruction is all that happens? Did you not know about birds nesting? Ants building? Whales making Love? Did you not see the sun rise from the ocean? Its pure golden light illuminating you?

Guardians of the Soil

Dear farmer. Who have you become? If not, a thief. A thief of soil. Of living soil. Of microbes. Of permaculture. Of old ways. Of wisdom. Of space for precious species to evolve. Dear farmer. Do you remember something deep? Very deep? A deep knowing buried in your Heart?

Your lust is not Sacred, yet

You. Dear men. Men of the street. I am not the object of your desire. I am not the fulfilment of your fantasy. Your horniness does not resonate with me. Dear men. Look within. My dress is not there to lure you into something. It is just beautiful. A fabric made of the Earth. Wrapped on a body. Made of the Earth. Beautiful like a flower. Purity in essence. Dear men. Look within. Fulfill your emptiness with kindness. Go inward. Do not project it outwards. Release us from your yearning. Your longing for attention...

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