COB I – I am Mother Earth and We are all related

COB I – Conference of Beings*

I am the Soil, I am the Earth, I am the Mother Earth,

I am your Mother.

And we are related.

I am soft and warm when I am the sand of the beach, the sand of the desert.

I am white and cold when I am the ice floe and the peak of the highest mountains.

I am green and generous, brown and fertile, red and dry.

I am wavy, full of high trees and blooming flowers.

I am flat, full of thin grasses and short shrubs.

I am intense, full of still unnamed plants and insects.

And we are all related.

I am the womb of the Mother where every being was created.

You all were born in water but the water was and is in my womb.

Can you imagine water of the sea and ocean without the soil, without the Earth?

Even the water leans on me.

Even if you think to be a grown up man or a grown up woman,

a separate and autonomous being, a superior species,

The truth is that you are still sucking milk from my breast.

And we are all related.

Indeed we are made from the same atoms.

Each one of you hosted by me, 

virus, plants, animals, humans, 

Each one of you is a metamorphosis of each other.

You are all related.

We are all related.

Life enjoys to find new shapes and new faces

giving birth to new/old babies.

In each baby there are the parents’ cells,

And in those cells there are the ancestors’ cells,

And in those cells there are the first mammals’ cells,

And in those cells there are the first reptiles, birds, fishes, amphibians, and bacteria’s cell.

And in all those cells there is me.

So, You are in me, but also I am in you.

You can feel me in your own body.

We are all related.

And when you play to be the big builder,

remember that everything comes from me and comes back to me.

And then to you again.

Because

We are all related.

And when you drills me

To have the black oil, 

Remember that you profane ancient tombs, 

And I can’t breathe.  

And then you can’t breathe.

Because

We are all related.

So, when you walk on me, my children,

Be gentle, 

Be joyful,

Be wise,

Be aware that

We are all related.

Ilaria Olimpico

*And what if the next COP-Conference of Parties will be a COB-Conference of Beings?

This text was written as part of the ImaginAction creative performance “COB-Conference of Beings” to be presented for the first time at the ISHHR. The 11th ISHHR Conference for Health and Human Rights themed on Collective Healing: Restoring the relationship of humanity and nature.

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