22/04/2026
We are all from the earth. That’s why we call it the mother.
The food you eat becomes flesh.
The water you drink becomes blood.
You are the earth, temporarily arranged into a human form.
Everything borrowed. And when the spirit that animates you one day leaves, the body returns to home, to her…like a worn out set of clothes.
Despite being made of her, we do not honor her. We take more than we need. We forget to give thanks. We wage war upon her face as though she is something to be punished rather than revered.
The truth is hard but simple: we need the mother. She doesn’t need us.
The irony is almost too obvious…and that makes it heartbreaking.
The thing we’re most disconnected from is the very thing that would heal us.
We’ve treated the earth as something to exploit and own. We take and take and take.
And yet…she just loves back
She gives. Unconditionally. A smile cast on the sunrise, whispers of the wind, oceans and mountains and the ache of a perfect sunset. Even to those who harm her.
That is the epitome of unconditional love.
The earth is the only home we ever truly have. Everything else is borrowed.
You are on sacred land. Walk upon it as such.
Aho, Gaia 🌎
(Full written post on my substack)
