Of the Forest
This Earth is worthy of our care. It nourishes our wishes into reality, tolerates our excess, and encourages our curiosity by a constant flow of gifts inspiring medicinal, scientific, technical, and spiritual discoveries.
Human beings have it pretty good. We get away with Earth-destructive behaviors that our fellow sentient beings can't begin to comprehend, or to execute. We have "free reign" and have been failing miserably at using it with responsible dignity, or with appreciative confidence.
To live "sustainably" first involves heroic love for our own connection with this planet, as powerfully alive, through our bodies. Taking just a minute to put your hands on the bare ground, to touch a flower, to let an ant crawl across your arm, to watch geese in a pond preen themselves will invoke your own memory of naturalness.
Our primal purpose is to evolve.
Without the cleansing power of trees, the refreshing force of our oceans, and the vital presence of the animal realm still intact, our "evolution" is only a solemn, cosmic joke.