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She tells me her theory that, for her, rescued animals are like onions. You work so hard to peel off one layer of anxiety, only to expose another, and then another that you had absolutely no idea was hiding underneath. And because all of us really are no different from any of the animals here, because
we’re all messed up and broken in our own individual ways, we’re like onions too.
we learn new things about ourselves, and about the animals that we’re with, cada día. Every day. Juntos. Together. We do it together.
When the last tree is cut, when the last animal is hunted, when the last river is polluted, it will be then that man will realise that money cannot be eaten . . .
“Get a real job,” she mimics. “Stop wasting your life! The environment? Pah! Go into marketing. That’s where the money is.”
Free is a green that stretches forever with no ending. Free no longer exists.
