In order to assume our role as earth guardians, as stewards of gardens, meadows & forests, as equals of animal & plant kingdom, we must unlearn the idea that the earth needs our saving.
We need to understand that it is her who saves us, and daily.
We are woven into the mycelial dreamscapes of inter-being that form this reality. We have traveled through eons of lifetimes, we have been rock & stone & moss, we have been winged, scaled & furred.
To be in full devotion to the forces of life & death, we need to allow the earth to speak her mysteries through our voice, and do her sacred work through our hands.