Feelings of genuine pain and guilt are part of our lives. We are taught that these should be felt – that is the form of our nurture.

However, there is more to it than that. As I indicated in my last Blog, nurture is only part of the story.

I love the words from the CSNY song Woodstock: We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion year old carbon…

Every atom within us has countless stories to tell. Our DNA, the fundamental building block of our being records this tale, just as the rocks of this earth have frozen the history of this planet, capturing the narrative of a changing earth, expressed as lines within the rocks, from the deep crevasses that shatter continents, to the fine filigree that records in those rocks, the passing of tides, the flood of rivers, the sweep of deltas and estuaries.

Deep within each of us too, are the recordings of these events, the forgotten emotions of our ancestors; and each event flows out of us as an epigenetic tide, expressed in our innate joy, laughter, anger, despair. That is the nature of epigenesis, universal, uncontrolled, random. Until now…

We begin to understand.

The first people of Australia, I believe, found a way through the epigenetic maze, had strategies that modified, maybe even controlled its influence, until…

Until the diversion of their culture meant the dislocation of their bond with the things that control us all – the land, the rocks, the very stardust that is contained in everything, animate or otherwise. The loss of that bond denies us all the benefit of critical knowledge.

We have to regain, nurture, foster that understanding, or we risk our destruction and the passing of humanity from this earth.

…and we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden. (CSNY)

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