The Le Guin story referred to at the end of the article is The Author of the Acacia Seeds. It can be easily found online. It's very brief yet poignant. Rereadi

The Le Guin story referred to at the end of the article is The Author of the Acacia Seeds. It can be easily found online. It's very brief yet poignant. Rereading it now just threw me back to teenager me reading it, so many years ago, so far away from home. I'm somewhat sad that it has remained in the realm of science fiction. But its message still rings true, and is relevant to the OP. That's my own small message, to be found on this anthill here. [I will] not touch feelers. [I will] not stroke. [I will] spend on dry seeds [my] soul's sweetness. It may be found when [I am] dead. Touch this dry wood! [I] call! [I am] here.