I own a piece of land on which we grow a forest garden. In the first year, it was just land. After a year, I started to wonder how the beings on this land are doing. After two years, I came to say hello to her, the land, which was home to so many beings. After three years, I couldn’t wait to see her. After four years, I wondered how her neighbours are doing. After five years, she is not mine.

How can anyone own the land? How could I own a land? Once without questioning, now without sanity. Do I own the air? Does anyone own sunshine? I cannot claim ownership of the basic elements of life, I can only live in caring relationship with them.