Du, dein Körper, deine Psyche und Seele sind Natur. Es gibt 1000e von kleinen Wegweisern, die dir den Weg zurück zur Natur und zu den Elementen zeigen. Sie erinnern dich, dass du Teil der großen Kette des Seins bist. Gehe auf die Suche und lass dich von den Milla Prince's Worten dazu inspirieren.
Milla Prince ist eine finnische und palästinensische Schriftstellerin und Volksheilkundlerin. Sie schätzt vielfältige Perspektiven und erforscht das Zusammentreffen alter Praktiken mit der modernen Welt.
Sie ist leidenschaftlich daran interessiert, Menschen mit ihrer eigenen Ahnenlinie durch Pflanzen und Schreiben zu verbinden. Durch Pflanzenmedizin, volkstümliche Kräuterkunde, Gemeinschaftsresilienz, landbasierte Heilmethoden, Animismus und Volksmagie möchte sie andere dabei unterstützen, zeitgenössische Herausforderungen zu bewältigen.
Im For The Wild Podcast liest Milla Prince einen ihrer Texte, den wir hier in Worte gefasst haben. Sie erinnert uns an viele wundervolle Aspekt des Lebens.
Wir sind alle mit dem Leben vernetzt. Wir sind vernetzt mit den Kiefern im Wald, den Mondzyklen, dem Frost am Morgen, unseren Vorfahren, den Ameisen, Jahreszeiten, Wellen im Meer, Vögeln in der Stadt, Sternschnuppen und dem Knoblauch im Vorratsschrank.
Überall, wo du hinschaust, gibt es verborgenes Leben in dir und außerhalb. Überall wo du hinschaust, findest du Spuren von und zu dir. Auch du bist der Same von etwas Altem und Teil des Größeren Ganzen. Du bist Teil des Netzes des Lebens. Es ist Zeit sich jeden Tag daran zu erinnern und auf die Suche zu gehen.
DECLARING INTERDEPENDENCE
[im Podcast gelesen von Milla Prince, hier aufgeschrieben von uns]
"your body is part of the body of nature
your body's adaptable
but also forever tied to the primordial rhythms
of shifting tides
moonlight
pollen taking wing from a cat kin
a green shoot knowing when to begin unfurling in the dark of the soil
your body is at least one part of wave returning to the shore
a crawdad diving down to the river bottom
a hollow bone
and the iridescent gleam on an earthworm skin
at least one part from 1000
it is high time to remember that
it is past time to remember that
no matter where you live, there are 1000s of small signposts directing your way back to the soil of your body, the water of your body, the fire of your body, the air of your body
if you follow the deltas of city streets and highways, they inevitably lead to deer trails and underground rivers
everywhere you look there is hidden life within and without
look for each day
the furred backs of pussy willows in city parks next to the obscene rightness of magnolias
the weeds in sidewalk cracks greening
birds finding the strange geography of canyons of buildings passable places to begin raising their young
your houseplants straining to get out of their pots, demanding water and nutrients in the most neglected corners of apartments
the garlic and potatoes in the cupboard growing new eyes and shoots eating themselves inside out, instead of letting you eat them in a final act of holy cannibalism
they are destroying their present form in order to be born anew
you too are a seed of something new
we humans think of creating new life only as the act of linear ancestry
my life springing into the life of my children
but in the great chain of being new life is born from our bodies every day
we scatter the seeds of plants
we breathe out tree food
we breathe in the atmosphere made by them for us, but not only us
we build shelters for the babies of small opportunistic mammals
we harbor birds under our eaves and spiders raise their young on strings in our rafters
you too are the seed of something old
once upon a time you were many other beings
you didn't just get here. you have been here a long time.
you have been lightning. you have been a trilobite. you have been a tooth.
no really! You can feel it in your bones. Is it an ache? Is it a tingle? Is it a memory of something half forgotten? Is it a dream?
you tell me!?
I will tell you this
when we die our bodies return to the biomass of the world
if we choose our rights wisely, we can become a tree, an ant, a potato bug.
and then in a trick of nonlinear ancestry again, a bird or rat, a deer, another human
brush your hair and release the lost parts of yourself into the wind
they will become nests for birds outside the office window on the fifth floor
feed the crumbs of your meals to the soil to the hungry micro organisms
feed a part of your food, your paycheck, your sweaters, your secret stash of the unnecessary, to sustain the life of someone else besides yourself
offer up what you can when you can and do not be stingy
offer up your time
some of us suddenly find ourselves possessing more of.
it’s a miracle.
do not have enough time or too much of it
how would we quantify such a thing?
time is not money
time is not precious
it is what we make of it
it is time yes and high time to do all these things
but also time is not linear
time is not real
it is not anything but seasons and tides, rites of spring, summer, fall and winter, and hundreds of others we have chosen to forget, ignore or carry on in secret
time is moons
relearn their names
look up and find each of their phases
they are the phases of your grandmother's mother's mother's mother's
each of your ancestors is bathed by their cool waters
has asked them significant questions about blood and strawberries
and first frost's has by their pale light tried to discern the tracks of a moose on the springs snows
the flicker of a fish returning from the summerlands
and watch the shadow of a couple of geese travel over that light
in the beginning there were only three lights at night
moonlight, starlight, fire light
they are still here. are you? are we?
if you catch your breath now and draw it in deep and hold it and let it all the way out again
you will maybe hear in your ears the rush of your own blood
it will sound like the ocean
it will sound like the wind in the pine trees of a primeval forest you have never visited
it is made of the minerals of this earth
out of the iron oxide of the first artists whose handprints are your handprints flickering on the cave wall
remember that when your breath catches in your throat
if you press your ear against the sea shell of your own self, you may hear the voice of every being you are made of
breathing with you
what did they whisper to you?
once you were an amphibian
once you were an egg inside your parents body, inside your grandparents body
once you were weightless, like a bird
do you still dream of flying?
don't stop
there are many things to do each day just to feed and house this body
you may not have a choice in them
you may not be able to gather or hunt or grow or harvest your warmth, your food and your home
you may not have freedom
you may not feel a belonging or a purpose
you may feel alone at times
you may feel disconnected
remember that you are not
you are part of not the internet of things but the mycelium of the world, the web of life
whether life is incredibly rare in the universe, or as common as a passing meteor trickling dust over your head as shooting stars
you are part of it
you are part of them
part of us
your body is the body of nature
a piece of basalt
a root of flicker
a salmon with a magnetic compass in your bones
the north star of your own being
a lodestone of a map yours to navigate, together with all of your relatives
declare interdependence
declare a state of emergence
declare your love"
Schau genau hin, spüre das Netz des Lebens und erinnere dich jeden Tag daran
An welche Zusammenhänge des Lebens wurdest du beim Lesen des Textes erinnert und woran wirst du dich in Zukunft erinnern? Was erzählen dir dein Knoblauch im Vorratsschrank oder die Wellen des Meeres? Über dich und über deine Vorfahren?
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Quelle:
For the Wild (2020): DeeplyRoothed: Declaring Interpendence with Milla Prince/170.https://forthewild.world/listen/deeplyrooted-declaring-interdependence-with-milla-prince-170 (abgerufen am: 14.08.23)
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