When was the last time we walked barefoot on the Earth? @scienceandnonduality

Uploaded August 2025 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago

We’ve put so much distance between ourselves and Mother Earth—even in the simplest ways, like never walking barefoot anymore. We’ve closed the channels to our origins.

Donald Del Laverdure, at The Eternal Song Gathering, reminded us that disconnection isn’t just philosophical—it’s physical.
When we stop feeling the ground beneath our feet, we forget where we come from.
To heal, we have to open those channels again—let the Earth touch us, inform us, and remind us we belong.

✨ The Eternal Song is an invitation to remember, to reconnect, and to return to that living relationship.

🎥 Watch the film or host a screening with your community at TheEternalSong.org or via the link in bio.

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