The Earth is our first mother. The majority of humans in the history of the planet have viewed the Earth this way. The ground beneath our feet was sacred. For this to be considered, in modern times, as tree-hugger, get-a-life, space cadet nonsense, or as some unresolved mother complex, is in itself strange. Monotheistic contempt for her is a recent aberration. For the record let me speak some of her many names:
Jord (Norse), Zeme (Lithuanian), Papatuanuku (Maori), Pachamama (South America), Gayatri (Hindu), Gaia (Greek), Nokomis (Algonquin), Ishtar (Babylonian), Nerthus (Germanic), Umay (Turkic), Khaltesh-Anki (Ugric), Ala (Ibo), Bahuba (Zaire), Mari (Basque), Terre (French), Erde (German), Bhumi (Sanskrit), Maa (Finnish and Estonian), Pământ (Romanian), Föld (Hungarian), Ziemia (Polish), Zemlja (Croatian, Russian, Serbian, Slovenian and Ukrainian), Zemya (Bulgarian), Erz, ZewÎ (Kurdish), Jehun, Zamin (Persian), Tierra (Spanish), Terra (Italian and Portuguese), Bumi (Malay), Jorden (Danish, Norwegian, Swedish), Jørðin (Faroese), כדור הארץ (Hebrew), Bhoomi (Telugu), Dunia (Swahili), and Mama Umhlaba (Zulu).