‘In the garden, she found the healing she needed. Struggling with infertility she found the fertility of the earth, pulsing around her, and the garden entered her and poured out onto the canvas. The ideas of internality and externality, of separateness, are constantly challenged in her paintings. Where do we end and where does the outside begin?’ -Heather Swan
Heather and I connected over sharing our experiences with loss and healing through our time spent in nature. She’s included some of my work in her beautiful new book, Where the Grass Still Sings.
It’s an incredibly thoughtful book of stories. Stories of insects and interconnection, along with a curated selection of artworks from various artists.
(I saw the hive on my walk this morning and thought to share this book) 🤎🌱
‘If all mankind were to disappear. The world would regenerate back to the rich state of equilibrium that existed 10,000 years ago. If insects were to vanish, the environment would collapse into chaos.’ -E.O. Wilson
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One Earth. One Earth to be celebrated and protected every day, not just this one Earth Day. But today let us lift up with this poem by Heather Swan, who wrote this piece in response to devastating wildfires. As she says, “the poem was one that felt as if it was given to (her) from somewhere else, the words like directions for a ritual of healing and rebuilding.” May you, too, find that new growth despite overwhelm of the blackened landscape. May you, too, find your joy. As she says, “The earth wants to heal. We can’t give up on her.”
