I learned something new about water today. How much of the earth is covered in it and how much of our bodies are made of it. As she gently spoke about the water, she asked me to move with it, to sense the ebb and flow of our liquid homes, rising and sinking, breathing and dripping. I closed my eyes and met with my friend, the sea. For so long have I believed I needed to seek for him. Now I know that I always carry him with me. And that together, we are always in motion. Now I know. Now I can rest.
This is a calling to slow down and listen. To take a deep breath and explore our personal connection with Mother Earth. The feminine and masculine, the beautiful and dirty, the real, the messy, the sacred. Once it was natural. Today it feels crucial.
For the next 100 Days I will write a book to the Earth. For the Earth. With the Earth. The book, and the journey, is also to you. For you. And with you. Together, we are everything.
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