Like a typical human I think myself distinct among creatures. I fancy that I am alone within my skin, when my body is actually full of microorganisms. Aren’t we all that way, though…just too special in our naïve solitude, when we are actually a regular biological village on two feet.
Close your eyes to see, see that we are all made of sunshine and mud pies, treetops and sludge, eagles and worms and everything in between. The stuff we are made of has blended throughout the eons recombining, forming sometimes living and other times inanimate objects, weaving the tapestry called Earth.
On this tiny rock in space we humans are just a part of a vast number of life forms, but for better or worse we are Earth’s smartest species. I do not say wisest because we can’t talk to all the others. Since we cannot yet communicate with any other species on their terms, who knows what is the wisest of all. I do know this though, and down deep I’ve known it all my days. There is a combined life energy on our planet, the sum of plant and animal existence. And all of life interacts with that force. I think all young things from puppies to guppies to whales know this truth. But then comes adulthood with procreation and conquests, both physical and mental so we loose touch with our natural wisdom. At last, now I am old and so am in my right mind once more. I know that the life force permeating the planet has been here all along.
Its presence fills me with joy. The very air of planet Earth is alive. I am again a lover of meadows, woods, salty air and sand, and green-gray barnacles dried onto driftwood. I know all this because nowadays I remember to be a part of the flow of life, entwined with my environment, grateful for my breath, for clean water, for good food. I close my eyes and open my mind to the spirit of the planet. I become one with the sunshine and the mud flats, eagles and rabbits, butterfly and bear. All are woven into the fabric of Earth, all have the same elements and chemicals of our dear planet, all must share our life and death. All dance to the rhythm of our combined energies, the intricate steps being the rule that keeps this thin layer of life going here on planet Earth.
For this is the way of our tiny rock in the terrifying place called space.