A photo ceremony about connection and belonging - to earth - to each other.

Mothers, lovers, sisters, daughters. We are one spinning wheel, one poem with many verses.

Bowing down in front of her, the one who walked before us, keeper of wisdom and stories.

In the shade of your dancing leafs, I remember my birthright.

My empire is a garden.

My sweat - the tongues of the ocean.

My blood - rivers that wind their way to the sea.

My breath - the salty mist at the shore.

My spit - paddles of autumn rain.

Each tear - a rain drop that found its way to the soil.