~June 30
Look over there! It is the rainbow.
Bright and cheerful, it is the rainbow.
Listen to that! It is the swallow.
Singing to gather the rainclouds to us.
Come over here, come, sings the swallow.
Come over here, come, sings the swallow.
Listen again! It is the corn.
Singing and growing in the light rain.
How fair, the earth. How fair, the world.
Hi, hi, how fair the earth.
—Zuni corn-grinding song
How fair is the earth, indeed. Our bodies evolved on this specific planet. Our eyes are adapted to its light, our ears to its sounds. Even the shape of our bodies is determined by the gravity of our mother planet.
In earlier times, we lived more closely in tune with the earth. Our daily actions connected us with her. We saw the corn grow in our fields, we harvested the corn, we ground the corn, we made bread and ate it. With each bite we absorbed the weather of the previous year, the way the light slanted across the tasselling corn as the sun set, the eyes of a loved one sparkling as harvest concluded. Our food no longer connects us to the earth and to our own memories, and so we must find our own new ways to make that important connection.
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