About my children's bond with the natural world
In the first movement, our infancy as a species, we felt no separation from the natural world around us. Trees, rocks, and plants surrounded us with a living presence as intimate and pulsing as our own bodies. In that primal intimacy, which anthropologists call „participation mystique,“ we were as one with our world as a child in the mother's womb.
The words above by Joanna Macy touch me deeply, because this intimacy with the natural world is something I remember from my childhood and which I see now in my own children. Childhood for me is sacred. During the past 13 years, I witnessed my children growing up, their immense trust in life, and in us, their parents, in nature and the elements. Watching my sons I feel connected to my own childhood again, when I experienced endless love, possibility, mystery and creating, when time had no meaning.
To me, it is healing to witness their love for animals, plants and the elements as I feel a deep despair about the suffering of the earth. I hope their generation will be more responsible than ours.