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Power Plants
In the silence of the heart,
when the human being
approaches a power plant with respect,
humility, and sincerity,
a deep relationship with Nature opens up.
Since ancient times,
many indigenous peoples
have cultivated an intimate and respectful
relationship with plants,
learning to recognize their uses,
their cycles, their territories,
and the wisdom passed down
from generation to generation.
In many of these traditions,
plants are not considered simply
medicines or remedies,
but living beings
with which a relationship is established.
The peoples who have maintained
this knowledge have preserved
practices, songs, ceremonies,
ways of care
and ways of understanding
the deep interdependence
between human life
and the natural world.
Honoring the plants of power
is also honoring those who have walked
with them for centuries, their peoples,
their elders, their traditions
and their territories.
Those who have learned to walk
close to mystery understand that life
cannot be taken for granted.
Death reminds us of the value of each moment,
the fragility of our existence and the need
to live with greater presence,
gratitude and respect.
These plants
do not come to
impose themselves,
nor to offer
easy answers.
They are part
of ancient wisdom,
guarded in the roots,
in the leaves,
in the flowers, in the seeds
and in the mysteries
of the Earth.
When received
with awareness and respect,
they can become mirrors
of the inner world,
showing what needs to be seen,
reminding you of what you had forgotten
and opening spaces for listening
to yourself and to life.
The power plant does not replace
the human path. It does not walk for you.
It can accompany you, point to a door,
awaken a question, but it is up to
the human being to cross that door
with responsibility.
And that responsibility also means
recognizing where this knowledge
comes from, respecting the communities
that have safeguarded it,
not appropriating their wisdom
and understanding that a living tradition
cannot be separated from its people,
from its land, or from its history.
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My Path
In my own search for truth,
I have traveled paths that led me
to encounter the power plants
and the traditions
that have accompanied them.
In some way,
I always felt I was remembering.
Remembering an ancient relationship
with the Earth,
a listening that was within me,
a way of looking at life beyond
words and beliefs.
Every encounter with Her
left a deep mark.
On this path, I understood
that seeking the truth
does not mean possessing it.
It means learning to listen,
to recognize my limits,
to walk with humility and to remain
open to the great mystery.
For me, plants were
part of that remembering. And the more I walk,
the more I understand that true knowledge
also brings with it responsibility.
Caring for the Earth,
respecting the peoples who have preserved
this knowledge, honoring the plants,
the animals, the minerals,
in short, honoring life
and transforming through my actions
what I have received and learned.
Plants are not just a gateway
to our consciousness,
they are much more than can be imagined
or expressed in words.
Those who know death
know how to care for life.
Siri Krishna Kaur
