Sunday, April 24, 2011

Earth Loving!

"... Bless the earth through my life. Source of all nourishment, I seek to replenish your sacred world. Guide me now through these images, words and feelings as I reach into the wholeness; let all that is needed be known. Welcome energies of earth, air, fire and water. Let us create a life of beauty, reverence and wonder, with each season let us rejoice; through every phase of sun and moon let us be in harmony.  In every direction... I offer my love."

These are words I have uttered in prayers since I received my first deck of tarot cards about 16 years ago. Kay, a lovely Oregon woman who was also a teacher came into my life and gifted me with a medicine woman tarot card deck. Every time I did a reading this was the prayer I spoke. Those words were once seeds planted in me that have blossomed many times over while I gently and continually grew into a life that is earth centered, guided and celebrated.  Each time I speak these words, they water the seeds within the fertile grounds of my own womb.

I have always been attached to and in tune with the magic, wisdom, beauty and abundance of the earth. I am a Capricorn woman but more so, I have 6 earth planets in my chart. Sun in Capricorn, Moon & Jupiter in Taurus, Mars in Virgo, as well as my generational planets of Uranus and Pluto in Virgo.  Then I gave birth to an earth child (on April 27th) on a day when there was a stellium of the Sun, Moon & Mars in Taurus.  I am the embodiment, the quintessence of earth!

In the west and the system that humans have come to develop, there is always a rush to live life and to be someone or something. A child is asked what he or she wants to be at such an early age, parents impose their dreams and the dreams of their parents on their children like a damper or heavy cloud on their spirit while the innocent ones have no clue of that language.  A child is not normally seen as a spirit to behold, one to get to know. Parents do not know the importance and beauty of getting to know their child through the moment to moment observations, the interests they naturally show and the way their spirit uniquely expresses itself. It's about fitting in and living up to the expectations imposed upon them.  At an early age the child is altered, disfigured, suffocating their spirit and individual expression.

The question "Who are you?" is rare. Stay in college,  get a degree were the words my mother would always pound in my head. But the more she said it, the more my spirit resisted it.  College can be a useful experience that helps shape our intellectual and social aspects but it is not a means to the end.  And today, it is clear that it is one of the many economical structures and controlling institutions of society that is profit driven and mind controlling. Make the masses think and believe the same and you have domain over them.

Yet, the natural rhythms of life is evolution based and designed to shape, mold and carve out each our unique natural being. And this really requires time, and actually takes a lifetime or more. But the western world is obsessed with "WHAT you are" rather than "WHO you are".  Hearts and minds are programmed to move to this artificial beat. I remember the days and social interactions initiated with the question... "What do you do?"  You go to a gathering or meet someone and the opening line is always the quest for your name and what you do.  I, personally, became increasingly baffled by the question which never really helped me understand who the individual really was or is. Here I am a woman of many talents and many titles, which one do I say, and are they my defining factor? If so what's the title or summary in a word or two?  That question became monotonous with everyone asking it.  It felt like they were robots programmed to ask the same question over and over - as in work and receiving a paycheck - rather than the essence of my heart and soul as it came to manifest in this lifetime. I have long stopped asking people the western id question ... 'What do you do?'

This did, however, inspired me to pay closer attention to each person, to be fully present in each interaction.  I would aspire to decode, uncover clues and delve into the mystery of each being I met and spent time with. I could hear beyond the words, feel inside the gestures and see beyond the exterior.  My senses were increasingly aroused and my vibrational antenna grew higher to pick up the frequencies that were present.  It became a magical experience of getting to know each earthling.  The body has a way of expressing through its language that is louder than words. I automatically do this  today. Listen with my whole earthly body!

As we get older, some naturally come into their true essence, some eventually find their way to the depths of their inner home and become acclimated to their own musical notes and the dance steps and movements that are their signature, while discovering more and more of their vastness.  Like the plants, flowers and trees, we grow into the depths and the wisdom of our souls.  It's never been about 'growing up' for me. That cliche is meaningless to me. I have no desire to rid myself of my childlike spirit and the magical innocence that will always radiate as me.  Hell, I can get a bit too serious when I do anyway. And what humans call mid-life, I call growing deeper roots and a spiritual turning point.  Like the trees, the roots performs many vital functions and is the key to survival.  It absorbs and transports water and minerals from the soil to the rest of the tree while anchoring it. It is the same for the human experience.

Ironically, the last decades of my life I floated above the earth like an angel. (my nick name as well) :-) After the stormy divorce of my parents, I began walking lightly, threading the earth with gentleness, feeling as though I have no legs. My mother was present but my father was absent. Perhaps my legs were the fathering aspect of my physical self.  When he left, they must have walked out the door in an attempt to follow or find him. I would astral project and on many occasions during nap time, I would wake up hoovering over my own empty body.  A part of me did not want to be on this planet.  For me it was too harsh, it lacked unconditional love, acceptance and compassion. At least this is what I felt a lack of from my earthly parents. I spent a great deal of my early life, trying to escape life in what appears most times as an confused and illusive world. No wonder, the creator designed and equipped me with 6 earth planets. A message that this earth angel child would need more earthing than most. 

Where I grew up on the west coast of Africa, I would roam the woods at night while my mother slept. The girl that lived with us and took care of us would wake me up after every one was asleep; we'd get dressed and run the fields to go and meet the guys and girls on the other side. The blades of the grass were taller then I; the moon hung high in the sky surrounded by stars that twinkled, winked and provided light to see our way through the darkness of the night.  I learned how to tell time by the motion of the sun and the shades it cast over our house.  The moon shape would correspond with my feelings and the animals and nature would dance to its movements. Climbing trees and jumping rocks, exploring the grounds, digging in the dirt was natural and so was being in the sun.

Earth mother has always been my constant companion. Today Earth has now become my lover as I cultivate a deeper divine union with its majesty!  This blog will share pieces of my earth loving, eco-sensual and green womb journey! I am ready to come out and share who I've always been!

Thank you for reading!

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