Sometimes I imagine the wisdom I would learn if I could hear plants speak. Not in human words with cartoon mouths, but in their own ways, as a waft of juniper on hot air or the wavelengths of brilliant green of a backlit leaf. Oh what I would give to tap into the mycorrhizal network and hear from fragments of carbohydrates shuttled from one story to another. And yet, there is a deeper part of me that knows I already know some of the truths I would hear:

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 All beings have wisdom. All beings are brought to their knees by life and that same life is the moonlight of shimmer in their eyes. Learning to listen & see is loving. 

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All nature follows physio-chemical ways of the universe, but these principles--why water has such a high specific heat, how something as simple as Brownian motion enables diffusion and thus, getting oxygen to our cells--is divine.

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Everything is feedback. 

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Old Growth forests (or other habitats, like soil crusts) are the most precious jewels on earth. All of Earth has Old Growth potential under the right care. 

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There is no one true way to know the living beings of this Earth. Some may use PCR, others, a camera, others yet, scents and spirits and ways beyond. You haveultimate permission to wholeheartedly love the world.

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Predators and death and poop are all ecological gold. 

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Access to natural beauty as simple and complex as a photosynthesizing leaf is essential. Essential as air. 

  

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