Gaia beckons me outdoors now that the earth has begun to warm after winter. She encourages me to dig in the dirt and plant native ferns and shrubs, causing the land beside my house to become wild again. She whispers 'let the trees grow big for the birds' and I sense her love for them exactly as my own.
To me, Gaia is endless and inseparable from Nature. She is part of all living things, including the sea, the land and the sky. Her spirit is known to all creatures and they belong to her. They are her family.
It is her voice that speaks to whales and helps guide their journeys through deep oceans. She calls out to the salmon in the distance and knows that they will follow her as they make their way back to the rivers of their birth.
Gaia dwells in old-growth forests and grows alongside tall redwoods, spruce and cedars. She also towers above steep mountain ranges, ever watchful of our misdeeds and faltering actions as she waits for us to change our human habits.
Gaia realises that we have reached full capacity in our man-made existence. There is no more room to push or squeeze Nature out. After so much wastefulness and disregard, we have done enough.
Gaia, in my mind, is our home and our future. As an artist, I hope to translate her wisdom and understanding in my art. I look to the beliefs of Native American peoples who have continuously lived in acknowledgment of Mother Earth, and want to bring more of that into the world.
As we choose to revere Nature in the same way, we will start living in harmony with ourselves and the rest of life. It is not the planet that needs fixing - it's us.