I am spending some early summer days walking in nature on the ridged coastline of Liguria, where rocky pine covered cliffs abruptly plunge into the crisp infinite seascapes. I have been exploring these places since childhood the smells and sounds and the movement my body does as I climb and walk here are as familiar as my breath. Liguria has a very soft earth body and the wild coastline shapeshifts constantly, yet in the past years I have felt within myself the weight and sorrow of the impermanence of these jewel like tiny beaches ever more. I feel my grief is a mirror of our renewed collective awareness of the impermanence the familiar landscapes that surround our daily lives face because of the anthropocene, because of our lifestyle, because of us humans. So each time I go to the beach and I see the fragile balance of the rocks hanging low on the water’s edge I wonder how much longer will I be allowed to come here before the land will wrap itself in her aloneness to find soothing respite from human presence, to find her own healing. How long until the narrow steep pathway to climb down here collapses for good. For now I thank her each time I see her faded rocks and emerald waters for her letting me lie on her and find my nourishment and rest.

love,

Nalini