Even a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of wonder and joy. I choose joy over despair. Not because I have my head in the sand, but because joy is what the earth gives me daily and I must return the gift.
Hi friends,
This is a thread - a briefer way for us to talk to each other. As it’s Earth Day I wanted to share this beautiful quote by Robin Wall Kimmerer with you; it’s been pinned to my desktop for the past six months.
I also wanted to highlight this live concert by Max Richter and the Chineke! Orchestra happening tonight on BBC R3 at 6.30pm.
I’m inviting you to mark Earth Day by responding to this thread with a photo, quote or experience that says something about your relationship to the planet which is our home.
Do you feel grateful, worried or hopeful? What would you like to say to her?
I'm late... i know! But couldn't not comment! I'm currently reading The Hidden Life of Trees, (Its superb) and as a result I'm growing a deeper love for them, I already take far to many photos of trees, I particularly love them in autumn and winter when they are revealed in their nakedness. In recent months i have touched and stroked more trees than ever before, I have been seen... hugging them! My wife has evidence! There is something so profound about trees, when you consider the length of time some of them have been around and what they have seen and witnessed... totally mesmerising.
I am feeling slightly frustrated; I usually try to mark the spring by going foraging, particularly to a local patch of wild garlic. But I've been too busy with work and life in the past few weeks to find the time to get out there, and I'm annoyed because the wild garlic soon will be out of season and I'll have missed it until next year. So, I guess I'm frustrated that life so often doesn't leave us room to cultivate a relationship with the land around us.
I know exactly what you mean, Evan. Yesterday I went for a walk that I did almost daily during lockdown, but haven't had the time to do properly for about six months. I felt so great afterwards and was left wondering why I don't prioritise it more. I hope you find a sliver of time to get some garlic! Thanks for sharing.
My hope is replenished after joining with other pilgrims at The Big One yesterday. A spine tingling moment singing Amazing Grace outside Shell headquarters.
I'm late... i know! But couldn't not comment! I'm currently reading The Hidden Life of Trees, (Its superb) and as a result I'm growing a deeper love for them, I already take far to many photos of trees, I particularly love them in autumn and winter when they are revealed in their nakedness. In recent months i have touched and stroked more trees than ever before, I have been seen... hugging them! My wife has evidence! There is something so profound about trees, when you consider the length of time some of them have been around and what they have seen and witnessed... totally mesmerising.
I am feeling slightly frustrated; I usually try to mark the spring by going foraging, particularly to a local patch of wild garlic. But I've been too busy with work and life in the past few weeks to find the time to get out there, and I'm annoyed because the wild garlic soon will be out of season and I'll have missed it until next year. So, I guess I'm frustrated that life so often doesn't leave us room to cultivate a relationship with the land around us.
I know exactly what you mean, Evan. Yesterday I went for a walk that I did almost daily during lockdown, but haven't had the time to do properly for about six months. I felt so great afterwards and was left wondering why I don't prioritise it more. I hope you find a sliver of time to get some garlic! Thanks for sharing.
My hope is replenished after joining with other pilgrims at The Big One yesterday. A spine tingling moment singing Amazing Grace outside Shell headquarters.
That sounds amazing!
I am bowled over by the blue skies and cherry blossom this week ❤️
So beautiful!