What really matters?
We imagine ourselves divided by race, religion, party, class, and tribe. But these divisions are mental constructs, not biological facts.
If we are to survive, we need to more deeply honor the elements we actually share in common: the air we breathe, the aquifer we drink, the soil that grows our food, the sunlight that graces us with energy. Every human being is made of soil, water, wind and fire.
This Sunday morning, I walk barefoot in the dew, with a silent mind and a heart full of gratitude. Earth matters: this is my worship, and my politics.