Gaia, Page 14 and Back Cover

I am very, very old, and still I am always young. I was here before the first dandelion scattered in the wind and before the first lion roared. I am everywhere on earth. You see me every day. I am alive and you will be able to see me if you know where to look and how to listen. Are you looking? Are you listening?

Back Cover Inside

Back Cover Outside

Gaia, Page 13

But the forest will heal from the fire. The seeds are still alive and so are seeds of grass and wildflowers. Soon trees will grow there again. But, if the whole forest is cut down, I will not heal. I will just go away.

Gaia, Page 12

The forest is not always such a restful place. Sometimes my tree-children can catch fire, just as my human children can catch cold. When that happens, all the animals that live in those trees have to leave. I am so sad to see my trees so black and smoky.

Gaia, Page 10 and 11

When you go into a forest, listen to the sounds. It is so quiet that you could hear a whisper.

If you really listen hard, you might be able to hear the voices of the tree-spirits as they laugh and call to each other.

Gaia, Page 9

The snow covers everything; trees, houses, cars, wires and streets.

Gaia, Page 8

When fall comes, my green mantle changes to red and gold. The birds fly to warmer places. Leaves fall and make a thick carpet that will feed the trees all winter. Only evergreen trees stay green. Like soldiers, the stand guard, while the rest of the forest sleeps.

Gaia, Page 7

Gaia, Page 6

Some trees are very old. But none are as old as I am.

Finding Gaia, Page 5

Spare me your warnings, Brother; I have no fear
Of speaking out, for you and Heaven to hear,
Against affected zeal and pious knavery.
There’s true and false in piety, as in bravery.

I am always busy cleaning house for my
children. I need to clean the water
so that they have enough to drink, and the
air, so that they can have fresh air to
play in.



My children, the trees, help me to clean.
Trees do not run and play; but they read
out their leafy branches to catch the sun.
They make cool, shady parks and forests.
They breathe in old air and breathe out
new air.

Finding Gaia, Page 4

Each tree has its family's leaf and it grows into its family's shape.

Finding Gaia, Page 3

All of my children go to sleep and wake up. Some of them sleep at night, some sleep in the daytime, and some sleep all winter and wake up in the spring. But I never sleep.

Finding Gaia, Page 2

I am the mother of all the animals of the water and all the animals of the earth and all the animals of the sky.

Finding Gaia Title Page and Page 1

I am very old and yet I am always young. I was here before you were born and before your mother was born, and before even your grandmother was born! Before there were any trees, my winds blew and my oceans rolled. You can see my breath rise and fall with the tides

Finding Gaia: A Book for Children about Nature (Cover and front matter)

This portfolio, created from recycled material, contains a book for children that my mother wrote and illustrated.

Here's the carrying strap:

And the fastener.

This is a piece of front matter, with details:

This material comes from the dress my mother wore to my brother Marshall's wedding:

This is the inside front cover:

The next several posts will have the text and illustrations (or illustrations and text, since the text is minimal) of the book.