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  • In the ocean
    A lot goes on beneath your eyes.
    They have clinics there too
    For the insane
    Who persist in saying things like:

    "I am independent from the Sea,
    God is not always around
    Pressing against
    My body."

    Hafiz, from: 'The Gift' Translated by Daniel Ladinsky
  • I see the Eucalyptus tree,
    It has shed it coat and gone free,
    raw and vulnerable and exposed,
    Healing and new growth,
    open to Love that will never close...
  • La terre est belle, la terre est reine.
    Le petrole sort de ses arteres.
    Les hommes sont fous, et desesperent.
    Et pourtant, la terre va s en sortir.
    Moins sur est notre avenir.
    La terre est belle, la terre est reine.
  • Mother Earth, in all your woundedness,
    we hear you calling.
    Mother Earth, in all your woundedness,
    we hear your vast power which restores, renews and heals.
    We have punctured you and your thick black blood
    is gushing from that deep wound,
    condemning the beautifully astounding and mystical marine life to a certain death.
    Collectively we allowed devastation of this magnitude.
    Collectively we can wrap you up,
    Sweet Mother, in all our white bandages of love
    and send peace out into the world,
    connect with you and embrace you,
    connect with each other and embrace each other,
    from shore to shore to shore.
    We must heal your waters
    return to you as the waves return to the sand and out again into the darkness.
    See our awesome potential.
    See your awesome potential.
    Sweet Mother, know we are one.
    We are all one.
  • "Anything we destroy leaves its imprint on our own spirit, whether on the personal or cultural level, automatically becoming a future medicine when it emerges into conscious experience" (The Ascent of Humanity, Charles Eisenstein, p. 555).
  • Ojibway Prayer
    by Ojibway (Anonymous) (19th Century) Timeline

    Look at our brokenness.
    We know that in all creation
    Only the human family
    Has strayed from the Sacred Way.
    We know that we are the ones
    Who are divided
    And we are the ones
    Who must come back together
    To walk the Sacred Way.
    Sacred One,
    Teach us love, compassion, and honor
    That we may heal the earth
    And heal each other.
  • I hold you in my heart.
    My thoughts and prayers
    Spiral between heaven and earth
    Whispering your name
    And beseeching your healing.
  • I wish for meaning that might weave oneself and the world together. I pray for meaning that is not dictated from above the earth, but palpable, embedded, and experienced in daily life. The seeds of this deeper meaning do not spring from an opposition to nature, but instead, takes nature as a source. Not every vestige of meaning is recognizable as thought, but known by those who are earthed and remain so in earthly process. This consciousness must be spoken and re-enacted in ritual. Thank you, Bonnie, for inviting us into this "prayer wall of poetry" and writing. L.
  • whatever we love (like a you or a me)
    it's always ourselves we find in the sea. ~ ee cummings
  • From the deepest space in my being I offer my silent compassion for all the beings impacted by this great tragedy and devastation. May this be the call we need to heal our sweet Mother Earth.
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The World as it is seen, as affirmation

Terns   Don't think just now of the trudging forward of thought, but of the wing-drive of unquestioning affirmation.   It's summer, you never saw such a blue sky, and here they are, those white birds with quick wings,   sweeping over the waves, chattering and plunging,   their thin beaks snapping, their hard eyes happy as little nails.   The years to come -- this is a promise -- will grant you ample time   to try the difficult steps in the empire of thought where you seek for the shining proofs…

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