For the wounded Earth
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My friend Pippa Robinson invited me to join her in making a small symbol of healing and love for our Earth, which is constantly being wounded by human beings wanting to take something—sometimes for the good of all, but mostly for the benefit of a few.
In Queensland we are currently fighting to keep Adani out of the Carmichael Basin, for example. Though their action and the results with the Queensland government constantly creep forward towards their success, and the brutalisation of the Earth.
Early one warm winter morning, I made this little cross—pointing north, south, east, west—let the healing flow from here as a symbol of my request to all human beings to treat our Earth wisely.
My friend Pippa Robinson invited me to join her in making a small symbol of healing and love for our Earth, which is constantly being wounded by human beings wanting to take something—sometimes for the good of all, but mostly for the benefit of a few.
In Queensland we are currently fighting to keep Adani out of the Carmichael Basin, for example. Though their action and the results with the Queensland government constantly creep forward towards their success, and the brutalisation of the Earth.
Early one warm winter morning, I made this little cross—pointing north, south, east, west—let the healing flow from here as a symbol of my request to all human beings to treat our Earth wisely.
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