This blog is really and simply about Encountering Earth! Everyday we have encounters with the Earth community. Sunshine coming in our windows, our yards, the wind on our faces, creatures who co-habitate with us (pets, but also spiders, ladybugs, fruit flies...). But nature is often just a backdrop to our busy lives - she is there to hold us up, to feed us, to cloth us, to give us the raw materials we need for our stuff. Is she there as a "subject", as someone with which we have a relationship? Are we present to her in real attention and in gratitude?
So I hope that this blog will serve as a point of awareness in our busy lives to share moments of encountering Earth in simple and awesome ways!


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