asters and goldenrod - Robin Wall Kimmerer
There was a time when I teetered precariously with an awkward foot in each of the two worlds - the scientific and the indigenous. But then I learned to fly, or at least try. It was the bees that showed me how to move between different flowers - to drink the nectar and gather pollen from both. It is this dance of cross-pollination that can produce a new species of knowledge, a new way of being in the world. After all, there aren't two worlds, there is just this one good green Earth.
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