Where the Forest Is God: My Visit to the Sacred Grove of Mawsmai, Meghalaya
I have taught about sacred groves. I have explained them in classrooms, broken them down into ecological concepts and cultural practices. I thought I understood what they were.
I did not.
In Mawsmai, Meghalaya, I walked into a forest where trees are two hundred years old and nothing, not a leaf, not a flower, has ever been taken out. Where a community has protected nature through faith for centuries. And where, almost in the same breath, the guide told me that here, the women hold everything. The home, the lineage, the land, the decisions.
I came as a teacher of concepts. I left as a student of a living reality.































