To my unborn daughters,

We’ve had an ineffable sense to belong, to orient ourselves towards oneness with the world around us. Historicity illustrates this once was a state of being rather than an idealist thought. Not too long ago, humans and nonhumans lived in co-dependency. We intuited, breathed, and created together. Their offspring was mine and my offspring was theirs. We reared together since our children shared equally the responsibilities of maintaining a protective balance on Earth Mother. Our abundant love was rooted in faith, in openness—an act of trust in the natural world’s unknowns. 

We’ve grown a fragmented society since then. The worst thing that happened to mankind is when man put a fence around territory and marked its possession. He created an agora and an oikos. A public space and a private space. And he ranked himself in the public, while dethroning you to the private. Your identity remained still one with the lands. Therefore he marked you as property too.

You have to question how the visibilizing of him relies upon the invisibilization of you. This moment began the resistance to our relationship with one another, humans and nonhumans, as a collective, and attempted to monetize value to invaluable soil and labour. And now we witness the heartbreak of the world, as she overheats in our division.

Our irrevocable commitment to property is not only an intellectual death; it closes the mind to any new vision of the world beyond what he fragmented.

Dispel this illusion of our current worldview by thinking about revolutionary, radical love that impacts our very social and political structures. This ancestral knowledge comes to you if you silence your thoughts so a reimagined world can find you, and you can find yourself in it again. Resist your body being marked as property, dear child, and connect with nature once again. We await you here,

Your loving grandmothers