The Songs of Trees: Stories from Nature's Great Connectors

Virginia Woolf wrote that “real life” was the common life, not the “little separate lives which we live as individuals.” Her sketch of this reality included trees and the sky, alongside human sisters and brothers.

Spirits are not otherworldly ghosts from a distant heaven or hell but are the very nature of the forest, earthed and grounded, connecting soil and imagination.

Tilting our heads away from the atom, it seems that life is not just networked; it is network.

At least half of the other species in the forest find food or home in or on the recumbent bodies of fallen trees.

A network, once established, might be called an individual.

The cancer of unrestrained cellular individuality can, and still does, destroy networks from within.

These connections and movements are extensions of the solar-powered network, mediated by the actions of Homo sapiens.

Omaere Foundation, which she leads,

Seawater isn’t only water but a living community.