This world we made is not our home. It is a story that has been shaped by the conquerers and the preachers and is told to us from the day we are born to the day we die and it is a like a lie. But the truth is still all around our lives. You can see it from the mountains climbed. You can feel it in the wind from the ocean swam. You can hear it in the excitement of children on the grass while they search for trees to spy from. The sky all around is a shelter. The Earth itself is your home and first mother and you should know, Mother Loves You.

In The Place Where All Is Done

HOSHA