Listening to children reflect on Earth is like confronting a shockingly simple sermon:
That it’s obviously the only one we will ever have. Is there anything more profound to be said?
It’s our home. The home of all the beings—human and wild—that we love. That it's our food, our water, our shelter, and even our air.
It’s sensitive. To our digging, taking, abusing, extracting, polluting, and using.
It’s finite. It can only clean, recycle, create, and recreate so much.
It’s changing. Warmer here, colder there. Less rain when we need it and more when we don’t. Ice is melting, and lakes are draining.
It’s losing. As our beings grow, wild beings are shrinking. Species from wolves to plants to bugs to birds are leaving this Earth, to never return. An ecosystem shrinking is day by day, less of a system. Yet are the beings left winning?
So, today, let’s not celebrate the fact we are what’s left. Let’s mourn what has been lost and sit in the power of this—that WE CAN CHANGE THE NATURE OF THIS FACT.
Today, we want to honor those amongst us who are fighting this fight every day. The friends, family members, and kiddos who are fighting for this EARTH like it's the only one we’ve got. ‘Cause it is.