One tree can start a forest,
One bird can herald spring,
One smile can begin a friendship,
One hand can lift a soul,
One star can guide a ship at sea,
One word can frame the goal,
One sunbeam can light a room,
One candle can wipe out darkness,
One laugh can conquer gloom,
One hope can raise our spirits,
One touch can show you care,
One voice can wake up everybody,
One life can make the difference.
Be that one.
-Author Unknown
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Show your LOVE for Mama Earth today.
Be that one.
“Today I heard a new client ask me in a perplexed moment.. “ But what will I use the land for if I give it back to nature?”
That language.“ What will I use the land for?”….. It cut into my heart.
Every life form matters.
Every conscious being has a role to play in the web of life.
Except us.
We have no role In the earths ecosystems…The only living beings that don’t.
But now we must undertake a vital position in the web.
We have got to become guardians.
Not gardeners.
Caretakers of the wildness.
Inside and out.
The time is up.
The earth is crying out for our attention.
We fight to live, so shall she.
We are many and We Are the Ark.”
~Mary Reynolds
www.wearetheark.org
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” Ever since we arrived on this planet as a species, we’ve cut them down, dug them up, burnt them and poisoned them. Today we’re doing so on a greater scale than ever.
We destroy trees at our peril. Neither we nor any other animal can survive without them. “
~Sir David Attenborough
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You know me… I’m the one you never bothered to name.
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I, the first and most powerful of the Gods.
Even after you saw my loveliness from up there…
my comely blues, my wisps of clouds,
the generosity of my life-giving waters…
Even then you didn’t name me.
I had a name once.
In this culture’s genesis I was Gaia.
I am a cosmic body born out of cataclysm and catastrophe.
I was seeded and, alone among the Bodies, was willing
I nurtured the seed in my awesome womb…
I am the Matrix
You are in and of my body
I am the Mother
I am the Daughter
I am the Lover
But scorned, I am also Lilith, the Maid of Desolation.
And I dance in the ruins of cities.
I am sorry…
I am sorry for you, I am sorry for me.
But then it’s the same thing isn’t it?
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Embrace me… I am you… You are Gaia now.
~Excerpt from performance art by Rachel Rosenthal
Let us bless the imagination of the Earth.
That knew early the patience to harness the mind of time,
Waited for the seas to warm, ready to welcome the emergence
Of things dreaming of voyaging among the stillness of land…
Let us thank the Earth that offers ground for home
And holds our feet firm to walk in space open to infinite galaxies.
Let us salute the silence and certainty of mountains:
Their sublime stillness, their dream-filled hearts.
The wonder of a garden trusting the first warmth of spring…
The humility of the Earth that transfigures all that has fallen of outlived growth.
The kindness of the Earth, opening to receive
our worn forms into the final stillness.
Let us ask forgiveness of the Earth
For all our sins against her:
for our violence and poisonings of her beauty.
Let us remember within us the ancient clay, holding the memory of seasons,
The passion of the wind, the fluency of water, the warmth of fire,
The quiver-touch of the sun and shadowed sureness of the moon.
That we may awaken to live to the full the dream of the Earth
Who chose us to emerge and incarnate its hidden night in mind, spirit and light.
~John O’Donohue
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Our ancestors said to their mother Earth: ‘We are yours’.
Modern Humanity said to Nature, ‘You are mine’.
The Green Man has returned as the living face of the whole earth so that through his mouth we may say to the universe: ‘We are one’.
~ Sharon Brubaker
