I, dan, eat from, rest upon, and dream through the land nurtured, stewarded, and held in spirit by the Munsee Lunaape people. This land, known to colonizers as Brooklyn, New York, offers the last remaining old-growth forest of Lenapehoking, as well as countless gathering grounds for people of close and global diasporas. Lenapehoking shares remnants of glacial time and waterbeds that are a memory and living manifestation of geological migrancy. I am born of people across oceans and time, lands East of Turtle Island, that conjure and recall their own woodlands and saltwater. My ancestors birthed global bodies; they stewarded fish, tobacco, radishes, animals, lawnmower parts, and handheld electronics. Their bodies ate from soils I may never meet in the physical realm. I am born of people who settled Turtle Island with debts and without question; I do not know their relationship to Munsee Lunaape stewards, but I do know that their intergenerational silence and whatever circumstances they upheld directly contributed to the violence, harms, and loss of intimate connections to the land and the peoples who nurtured this entire continent long before white people arrived. As far as I know, I am the first of my people to be here in Lenapehoking and I replicate the usurpation of people and land who can only afford this place until people like me, with some degree of privilege, access, and wealth, arrive. My intentions are to carry the openness of my ancestors to adaptation, and to remember the ways in which they made contact with materials only Earth can provide. I intend to reimagine contact with souls and spirits by feeling the memories and grief of this land, my ancestors, and the stewards who both have and do not have direct contact with their most beloved soils and waterways. I offer care to Lenapehoking's trees, both those who have been here a long time and those transplanted and surrounded by cement. I offer a channeling of wisdom from my ancestors, with respect to the original stewards of Lenapehoking, to share with others how to support trees and the ecologies they are apart of --- inseparable from humanity. I offer hope and a willingness to partner with indigenous communities worldwide to support people in reconnecting with fragments of place. I offer gratitude to the Munsee Lunaape and prayers that the ways they honored and stewarded the marshes and forests will be acknowledged, recognized, and adapted to support the well-being of the global human and more-than-human bodies that now live on and with this land. I am thankful for the time to be here while I vow to hold the land and their people in my spirit and actions.