The earth is not just our environment. The earth is our mother.
Earth Mother, you who are called by a thousand names. May all remember we are cells in your body and dance together.
My mother was an Earth Mother and the nicest person in the world.
Every bit of land is a Holy land, and every drop of water is Holy water, and every single child is a son or a daughter of the one Earth mama, and the one Earth papa.
My father! The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will recline.
You carry Mother Earth within you. She is not outside of you. Mother Earth is not just your environment.
We call ours a utilitarian age, and we do not know the uses of any single thing. We have forgotten that water can cleanse, that fire can purify, and that the Earth is mother to us all.
The Goddess of Old Europe and Ancient Crete represented the unity of life in nature, delight in the diversity of form, the powers of birth, death and regeneration.
The white man's dead forget the country of their birth when they go to walk among the stars. Our dead never forget this beautiful Earth, for it is the mother of the red man. We are part of the Earth and it is part of us.
