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It started the way all things start to grow.
It started with slowing
down.
It started with stopping.
It started when we stopped pushing forward
and pulled back into the earth. It started a cycle
of rebirth. When trees had shed their leaves.
When people stopped believing in eternal
growth. It started with letting go
of greed; with letting there be winter
so that seeds could sprout again.
It started in a dark place.
It started in barren soil, in former carbon sinks
where forests were clear felled;
in arid desert scrub, where nomads dwelt;
in the ears of those who could hear
the whispers of water; in stories told to their daughters.
It started with listening to the moon.
It started in silence. It started in unspoken dialects.
It started without violence.
It started with a vision.
When mankind was asleep, it started creeping
into dreamtime and wrapping round our feet
with the tenacity of bindweed. It started to unite us,
to rewrite the pathology learned in our childhood.
It started a new mythology; a new awareness
that the biosphere is shared. People started to care;
started to look for solutions. It started a revolution.
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