May my words be a vessel to the ancient and enduring conviction that everything is alive.
May my words be an invitation for us to be in relationship with this aliveness.
May these words energise and mobilise us into deep, loving stewardship of the Earth – through collective action, ritual, and ever-growing symphonies and artistic expressions of our interconnectedness.
May these words be an offering to the altar,
served to the ancestors and Earth Mother – whom my people and I call Inang Kalikasan

While I might trouble most of this world’s orthodoxy and scientific dogma,
the ...

 

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