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Grassroots thinking

Grassroots thinking

Love letters and field notes from the land 💚

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Ailbhe Wheatley
Jun 12, 2024
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Because just as the mystery unfolds.. it holds.

These past years I’ve gotten to thinking more and more about grass. And roots. And all the damp and gentle things - flowers and webs. The ties that bind us together, the loops that tangle. The roots that connect.

This is the work and it will not end. To reveal the Oneness, human and non. To grass. Delicate little fronds and tiny reminders.

Guru Ram Dass once said ‘We are all just walking each other home’.

Let’s not trod over too strongly on each other, this land, (or ourselves) in the process, but let it breathe.

And then there is grass - soft and spongy below our feet.

‘Grassroots’ is an ongoing project I’ve been working on over the years, centred on this very delicate rope - whether through stories, grass weaving, and poetry, and how it binds.

Grass remains - it blooms all year round. Grass will be the green that guides us through the darkness of winter.

Grass grows all across this gorgeous planet and yet it so often goes unnoticed. Grass of various kinds makes its way up through the soil. No two individual blades of grass are unique and yet when we view them from afar - how delicate they sway, dancing in perfect unison together like one giant organism.

Grass has a mind of its own, sometimes, and can even grow up through cracks in the pavement. Grass is a strength.

It’s a place we return to when we get tired of the concrete , in the form of a park. Sometimes we even apply a fake version of grass to remind ourselves that it exists.

But grass is so, so much more. It’s a thread. Thread is binding

Those tiny, delicate little green threads are uniting us all together, somehow, holding us in place (with the help of gravity of course).

This is an ode to grass as a symbol of Oneness and Unity. This is an ode to grass as an example of ourselves, and our own nature.

We are all delicately intertwined.

but where can we trace these roots in our own landscape, in our relations, in our world?

It’s a lot to chew on if were cows..

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