I am Moss.

I am my own world of existence.

I collaborate with water, so that I may grow, reproduce, breathe, hug the earth.

You find me along her surface where the air is clean.

I slowly spread myself across all undisturbed surfaces.

My family is large and very ancient - 22,000 species cover the earth.

Lay on the ground with me.

Feel how I capture the warmth of the sun and create a soft landing place from which to dream with our Mother.

My medicine is cooling.

Let me calm your inflammation, imbalance.

My wisdom is slow and steady.

Come hear my timeless whispers.

You are here.

You are held.

You are loved.

We have got your back.

We are a force of divine resilience and joyous green.

The lichen, and fungi, and I are friends.

We are neighbors and community - because I have healthy boundaries. We have the same pace and same seasons of growth.

In the wet and cool, we expand.

Fall, winter, and spring are our seasons for activity.

The summer is our rest. We dry, we take a break.

If parts of us break in this suspended state, they will become new plants in the next season of wet.

As Moss, I create my own community with joy and dedication.

As Moss, I honor the water cycle and give my medicine to it.

As Moss, I cool the inflammation of this current systemic global human imbalance.

As Moss, I hold tight to our beloved Mother Earth.

In community, in friendship, in joy.

We are moss.

And they are us.

Beloveds.

Mantra: I CREATE