The Earth’s experience of our (“human”) presence is joy. She is tickled by the touch of footsteps walking on the ground., our walking on concrete is ticklish to her.
When you walk from ‘A’ to ‘B’ (Pitter-pattern across the ground). Your footsteps are tiny tickle patterns which bring me such joy.
It matters not who you are, your feeling of accomplishment, your daily tidal release and grab, your mind or any consideration to a soul.
It pleases me to have “pitter-pat, pitter-pat….”
Your precious feet are tickling me!