The Living Land

The land is not simply where our stories happen. It has stories of its own.

I have often wondered what changes when we stop seeing nature as something around us and start understanding ourselves as part of it. It seems an obvious enough thought, but we humans have become rather good at forgetting it.

In Scottish folk tradition, the land was rarely an empty backdrop to human life. Trees offer protection, waters heal or harm, winds carry warnings, and the changing seasons have their own characters and customs. Plants are neighbours, teachers, medicines and occasionally troublesome companions. Our relationships with these places and beings are shaped by knowledge, experience, respect and sometimes a healthy measure of fear.

Here, I gather stories of plants, woods, weather, waters and the living landscape. Along the way, I explore animism, traditional knowledge, ecology, and the uncomfortable questions of ownership, exploitation, and our responsibilities to the places we call home.

These are not simply stories about what our ancestors believed. They invite us to think about how we live now, what we have lost, and what relationships might still be worth tending.

After all, belonging to a place ought to mean something more than owning a piece of it.