In an original and embodied vision, every landscape is a verb, creation and sacred action. There are no separations, no objects. Every place is a flow of immanent consciousness.
A river is not an elementary definition but a verb with modulation, rhythm, sounds and splashes. A mountain is not an object, but an occurrence, an emergence of the earth trying to touch the sky. A cloud is not just water vapour but a becoming, dispersing the whispers of the wind. Everything is sentient action and conscious wisdom in polyvocal relationship.
Is it ancient human knowledge that gives meaning to the landscape, or has that meaning always existed? Are mythologies the time-honoured remnants of each place's multiple voices and ecossystemic verbs?
Because being a Mountain, all its primordial action, is not limited or confined to a particular culture or perspective, human or beyond human.
The Mountain itself (river, tree, or rock) is, in fact, the origin of the thread of wisdom that helped weave these specific metaphysics over a thousand years ago in different places on Earth. Each with its specificity and uniqueness. Thus, each mythology is just one of the human translations of the immanence of nature, since it lives, experiences and interprets what is already there. The maturation of this complex ambiguity of multiple living threads of meaning has enriched me, giving me new languages to contemplate and understand reality.
Everything comes down to nature and its sacred becoming of life and being.
Inevitably, feeling this teeming ground, I recalled the rich and ancient original wisdom of the First Peoples around the world —original, native, indigenous and aboriginal peoples— in all their diversity, intrinsic value, stories, and symbols.
But above all, with their co-created knowledge of radical belonging, which interweaves their daily actions with place, and ritual.
I honour and thank all the living cultures that still embody this immanent wisdom today, despite all the violence and omnicide constantly perpetrated against their places and bodies. Thank you for all your ongoing world co-creation, listening, patience, and observation. The world needs you. Your knowledge and ancient skills are essential to recreating the future for all. I am deeply sorry that we continue to forget.
I also honour the ancient shamanic wisdom of the place to which I belong. This old-forgotten wisdom is the first living translation of the language of nature into the human culture of this place.
We bearers of contemporary Western culture must open up new spaces in the fragments left by reductive and simplistic thinking. We need to dissolve categories, unlearn, and find new paradigms. We can only activate this dissolution by opening ourselves up to human and more-than-human languages of the landscape and ecosystem, recalling the ancient times when animals spoke. Without this inclusion, we are forever excluded from sacred action.