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Wild Empath Chronicles - A talk with Mom
Another lovely ride to the creek, I see no wild life on my way today, just the buds on the trees, new grasses, and small flowers. The spring season is upon us, the weather is warming up and the snows melt results in a very swift moving flow of water in my little creek. Usually I can jump over it, but right now it’s like a small river, dashing over rocks, around a tree, in a hurry to get where it’s going.
I walk up to the bank and listen, seems like there are voices talking, like there is something there I should understand or hear. I stand and soak up the earth’s energy, looking around at the birds in flight, and the little bugs flying around. I sit in the dirt, and realize my ankle is still sore from stepping a small hole while I was feeding this morning.
I quietly say my prayers, thanking God for all the beauty around me and asking Him to look after my friends and family. I call the ones by name I am most worried about, hoping to call attention to their plights.
As I say “amen” I unfold my hands and rest them on my knees. I start to go within to see what I can see, to find if there is anything I need do know. The rushing water sound fills my mind, there is no stopping it. Usually I can tune it out, but today it consumes me. The water is almost screaming in my mind. Very odd as I usually find it soothing, then it hits me, it’s like there is worry it won’t get where it’s going fast enough. I don’t ever remember feeling “worry” in the past it’s always just going about its business.
I stretch my legs out in front of me and feel the cool earth through my clothes. My legs feel pressed against the ground like they are being pulled to it, more than simple gravity, more like a enveloping feeling. I sit still enjoying the feel the planet below me, and ask The Mother how she is doing. She feels worried and harried, and that isn’t normal to me. Sure Spring wakes up all the life, to end the Winter slumber, but this is stronger, needy to me.
As I sit still, just breathing in the clean moist air at the creek, I realize my ankle no longer hurts, and it hits me, she is telling me. Not unlike how my horses will choose a part of my body that corresponds with theirs to show where they feel pain, The Mother is showing me the same. Mother to mother, she starts at my feet, and I feel a sense of rightness with my feet, so she is good where she goes in orbit, my legs are eased, so the daily rotations are in order, my bowel is comfy, so she is expelling waste, my lungs feel free and clear, so her air is still okay, my throat is clear, so her voice can be heard, my mind is at ease so her consciousness is sound. But there is one place of pain that is quite disconcerting. My left breast is hurting quite badly. I don’t know if it includes the heart or not, but the way we are treating Her it wouldn’t surprise me. But the pain in the nurturing part of the female body explains the worry of the water. She is worried she will not be able to feed all those that depend on her. She has too many She is responsible for.
So she shivers now and then, earthquakes and other natural disasters to shake off some of the burden she can not handle. It is Her heart that hurts. She must take out some so she can care for others. She can only tend to so much, and it causes Her great pain to know She is falling short. She starts the growth a bit early trying to make up for what is lacking. Here in this area we had abundant rain and snow, the fresh water making its way to the valleys will irrigate the crops, feed the valleys, to keep us and the wild life alive.
She will restore the balance; it’s the only way She can survive. There is no other choice. We damage parts, we abuse Her, and she keeps going, but now she can’t do it anymore and so it starts. The big talk of the end of times, the great knowing that we are starting a new era, its not going to wait until 2012, and its happening now. So we can just keep going the way we are and not worry about and let her tend to it, or we can get our act together and start helping her now. Either way the end result is the same. Her balance will be restored.
Its not about us, how we treat each other, what we see as important, who has the best or who can be the best, its about Her balance. Without Her we cannot survive. We can pass laws, we can become great humanitarians, we can do anything we wish for each other, it is of no consequence to Her, she just needs to tend to herself, with or without us. We are missing the big picture here. There is talk of greater self, we are all One, we are evolved and enlightened, but none of that matters if there is no planet to tend to our needs, to give us clean air to breath, clean water to drink, good healthy food to eat, and a safe place to be.
So many see this life as just stopping point on the soul/spirits journey. To me that is a great affront to God, to give this life such little importance. What we do here shapes what is to come for the next stage of being, perhaps for the duration of our existence. It seems to me that every day we are here is precious, it is to be honored and every experience good and bad to be learned from in a way to make us grow to be the best person we can be.
