




In my dreams, the Earth shakes in rebellion against countless atrocities committed against her. Buildings tremor and topple, dust clouds saturate the air. Once paved streets run thick with mud, slick with oil, littered with toxic by-products of our chemical warfare. And in the chaos, screaming people run around with fists full of dollars, panic in their eyes and fear in their hearts as they try to buy their way to safety. But there isn't any safety to buy. Your money is useless now, don't you see? I scream at them, Forget about money and help each other. Are these words in vain, does anybody hear me?
You see, the Earth, she is my Mother, she gifts me with Life. She is my sister, we're born of the same bone. We are bathed and nourished by the same rain. And when she aches, I cry out. When she suffers, it tortures me inside. Her pain enters my own body; manifests as confusion and frustration in my mind; tightness in my heart; distance in my relationships. When I look around I see people with gaping wounds, so raw they bleed. We are all interconnected. We do not exist separately. When one of us suffers, we all suffer.
The Earth, she cries and cries and cries. And so do I. But I want you to know Mother, I hear your call for help. I hear your screams. And I won't ignore you. I'll let my voice be a channel. I'll sing proudly in your honor, make art with your name all over it, bake cupcakes for you, dance for hours on end with my brothers and sisters so that we may Remember where we came from, where we will return to. I'll keep showing up to do the work. And the work will be joyous, because when all my allies align, together we make magic. I'll kneel at the shores of your great ocean time and again, offering you my tears and being cleansed by your vast depths. I will listen. I'm not afraid to break my heart open even further to allow your healing love to fill the cracks. I will take care of my physical body and my energetic body so I may be an even clearer channel for you to speak through. I'll keep listening. And if I can't hear you anymore, I'll dig my fingers deeper into your soil until I feel you, until I feel your heartbeat. And I'll arise.