In Swedish the word for immigrants is invandrare… those who wander in.
That certainly describes the people who first came to this country… We wandered in from other places. Certainly our first people were hunter gatherers. Who knows how long it took before we started bringing our plants with us whether by mistake or on purpose.
And if we came in the time of the Flower Moon, when things will grow willy-nilly, then we started bringing in invasive species.
Throughout history we have wandered. Throughout history we have invaded new territory so that we might live better.
Sadly, as soon as we arrive, we often start thinking that no one else should come after us into what is now “our” place…
So much to ponder here. What does wandering Peace look like?