Rob Lewis

But like it’s subject, life, this movement is self-generating. Roots are spreading and it can only grow. Eventually, mainstream journalism will take notice. At that point, the narrative is generating its own rain.

Yes, there is much work to do, and nothing is more worth doing than trying to save this place. But if in my rushed, dogged efforts I became distracted from Tahlequah’s call, then I need to ask what I’m doing.

The third thing doesn’t require dreaming, but waking up. It’s more like a property of physics, the round Earth that triangulates everything. It’s also alive, meaning it responds to our efforts and brings its own powers, processes, pathways and beneficial relationships to the project.

The State Lands Commissioner race here in Washington State, USA, is in full swing and I find myself contemplating complexity, in particularly that of the natural world.

So what does happen when a family, with four hundred acres of historically abused land on their hands, decides to let go and let the land lead the way? To find that out, you’ll have to buy the book and read it yourself, which I wholeheartedly recommend.

On this planet, life is central, as breath by breath we are reminded. So it is with Earth’s climate. Our language, our science, our conversations, our media reports, our poems, our songs, our demands should reflect that.