My body and the Earth's body are one.
I cannot harm the Earth's body without
harming my own.
What pains her, what gets put into her
that does not belong to her, pains me
Every oil well that drills deep into her
crust is a hole drilled into the
millions of fibers that form
her energetic network.
Every clear-cut fire that burns her
forests, sears the pain of this loss of habitat
into my heart as well.
The Earth feels the pain of these things,
not the pain that comes with emotion,
but the pain that comes from having her
vital processes disrupted,
the pain to the harmonious flow of
her Being, the flow of life itself.
O beautiful, bountiful Earth that is so
vital yet so delicately balanced within
all of your parts,
your wholeness has been disrupted a
thousand times over by the carelessness
of your children.
Your pain is real, as real as the pain
of a bruise, or cut, or burn,
or loss of a limb, or loss of a function
within the human body.
Your life is my life, beloved Earth,
and my life is yours.
May all come to know the sacred life
that we share in the body of the One
that you are.
May all come to know that you are holy.