The forest remembers everything.
The footsteps.
The silence.
The choices.
Before roads were drawn and borders named, Aotearoa/New Zealand breathed as one living body. Its rivers spoke. Its roots listened. Its creatures shaped the land as much as the land shaped them.
The Ancient Coastal Forest is a lyrical journey through time, memory and responsibility. A story told by the land itself. From ancient giants and star guided seasons to loss, resilience and renewal.
This is not a tale of blame.
It is a story of remembering.
And a quiet question whispered to all who read it.
What kind of ancestors will we choose to be?
