We are the Ark

March 24, 2019 By Nancy L Leave a Comment

“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

🌍 ❤️

You Know Her

March 22, 2019 By Nancy L Leave a Comment

We are the Earth the Earth are We

You don’t have to connect with Mother Earth.
You have never been disconnected from Her.
Before you even knew what it meant to know, you have known Her.
You know Her in you, as you, as your very own breath.

Before She turned into “other”, an abstract concept, something you would have to evaluate, deserve, miss, awaken to, or even “return to”,
She has birthed you, nursed you, fed you; She has held you close;

She has never—even for a moment—let you go.

~Chameli Ardagh

Formed in Nature

March 15, 2019 By Nancy L Leave a Comment

“Our bodies remember that we lived in trees and forests. We need to crawl and climb and run if we are to develop our intellectual, emotional and spiritual capacities. We did not emerge from an austere iceberg of a distant planet, but in the particularities of this Earth and its forests. When we wander through the mountains climbing and running, our bodies remember these deep patterns of behavior intrinsically tied to all we are.”

~Brian Swimme,
The Universe is a Green Dragon

Message from Mama Gaia

February 5, 2019 By Nancy L Leave a Comment

We are the Earth, the Earth are We

You know me… I’m the one you never bothered to name.

earth with a small e
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?
…

Embrace me… I am you… You are Gaia now.

~Excerpt from performance art by Rachel Rosenthal