Many years ago as a teen, I saw a movie called “Silent Running”. In the film, a biologist is sent into space in a floating greenhouse to care for the last remaining species which were no longer able to survive on a decimated planet earth. I remember being deeply impacted, mostly by the love that the main character showed these plants and animals. I’m finding now that as I enter earth’s unspoiled natural places that they feel increasingly holy and sacred to me. Worthy of protection and reverence. The reality is that we are each essentially that character – floating in space on a giant greenhouse with plants and animals that are likely unique to all of the cosmos, and most of which are facing an unprecedented future.