Category Archives: Journal

Going out…

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“. . . going out, I found, was really going in.”

John Muir

In the name of the Bee

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In the name of the Bee –
And of the Butterfly –
And of the Breeze – Amen!

Emily Dickinson

Our Bluegreeen Globe

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If from Space not only sapphire continents,

swirling oceans, were visible, but the wars –

like bonfires, wildfires, forest conflagrations,

flame and smoky smoulder – the Earth would seem

a bitter pomander ball bristling with poison cloves.

And each war fuelled with weapons: it should be visible

that great sums of money have been exchanged,

great profits made, workers gainfully employed

to construct destruction, national economies distorted

so that these fires, these wars, may burn

and consume the joy of this one planet

which, seen from outside its transparent tender shell,

is so serene, so fortunate, with its water, air

and myriad forms of “life that wants to live.”

It should be visible that this bluegreen globe

suffers a canker which is devouring it.

 

Denise Levertov

Dear Children

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All around you, people will be tiptoeing through life, just to arrive at death safely. But dear children, do not tiptoe. Run, hop, skip, or dance, just don’t tiptoe.

Shane Claiborne

When all the trees have been cut down

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When all the trees have been cut down, when all the animals have been hunted, when all the waters are polluted, when all the air is unsafe to breathe, only then will you discover you cannot eat money.

Cree Prophecy