If we let our tears water the soil, what will grow?

I’ve been thinking about what it means to be both a spiritual creature and a creature of the Earth. The feeling of standing under a canopy of trees is incomparable. It's at once a feeling of being grounded, rooted in the Earth, and a mysterious sensation of connection to all that ever was, all that is, and all that ever will be.

There is so much grief to be felt about our fellow human beings harmed by air and water pollution, precious forests reduced to ash, and water wonders of the Earth choked by stunning amounts of trash. I've had to grieve so much as a survivor and I know firsthand that grieving is loving. Grieving is seeing things as they are and living in reality. It can be terrifying to grieve and yet, it is healing and it points the way forward.

About the Love Letters to Mother Earth collection

What moves us toward protection and care if not love? In honoring and loving my natural self, my soul, I learn how to safeguard my tenderness and the magic that is mine to wield. And this love guides me toward the people and spaces where I feel free and valued as my true self.

My hope is that in honoring and loving wild lands, tender artists, our authentic selves, this mysterious and beautiful universe, and this magical and messy planet of ours, we will learn to safeguard what is precious and sacred in each other and this world. Standing under a canopy of towering trees is humbling, freeing, incomparably special. It’s precious. So are you and so am I and so is each river and forest and so is this planet.