April 8th, 2012
I stand next to the Mother-Teacher, my hand outstretched to touch her. She feels cool. I close my eyes – images, in rapid succession, pass through my inner vision. I struggle to keep up with the flow, and am unable to grasp any one of them. Then, the flow slows to the pace of time-lapse photography, and my body comes alive with sensation and sound. With my senses activated, I see, hear and feel the growth of the Mother’s roots through the moist, dark forest floor and earth. Insects, worms, bacteria, other roots, stone, leaves... An incredibly textured experience.
April 14th, 2012
The tree in front of me is broken – the standing portion perhaps 7 feet tall – shielded in the grove by the canopy of surrounding trees. A sprawling vine of the Mother climbs up the broken tree, spilling over the upper portion and hanging down toward the ground again. I can hear the wind rustling through overhead branches. Nothing below the canopy seems to move. Yet, as I reach out to touch the Mother, she pulses in my hand and feels as if she is swaying, though I do not see any evidence with my eyes of her movement. As the wind dies down, so too do her movements. Is she communicating to the wind?
I close my eyes, and she too begins to show me images. This time I can see they are images of plants, though I can not quite grasp any of them. She is trying to speak something to me through her movement and images, and I am not yet understanding her messages. Patience… Trust it will come.
April 24, 2012
It is time for me to deepen the teachings by focusing my energy, efforts and intention...
She has asked me to live the teachings actively.
May 3, 2012
“Child, you are too dense to truly listen…” Her words echo through my mind.
I have been truly dense… Why has it taken me so long to understand what she wants me to clear and open within myself?
Hydration, protection, nourishment, and decongestion are more than just physically attending to my body. This is a journey of my heart. It encompasses my whole life and all I do.
“Look deeply to release anything that does not serve you. Create inner space, and properly protect yourself. Even at this age, you are still a child in matters of your heart… Boundaries, autonomy… You must listen to me!”
Her patience waning, she delivers her message with stern authority, yet remains soft and compassionate.
My soul has been thirsty for a long time. My body and heart long to be quenched. For all the many years of communication with the other world, I have not allowed myself – my deepest self – to be truly touched by Spirit. “The nourishment you seek will only be fed by meaningful relations and purposeful living. Are you willing to sacrifice the "junk food" of life in order to be deeply nourished?” She is unrelenting this day.
It has been weeks since I was first given these directives, and I am only now touching the surface of their meaning. I suspect this will be a long journey.
Deeper and deeper I must go...
I stand next to the Mother-Teacher, my hand outstretched to touch her. She feels cool. I close my eyes – images, in rapid succession, pass through my inner vision. I struggle to keep up with the flow, and am unable to grasp any one of them. Then, the flow slows to the pace of time-lapse photography, and my body comes alive with sensation and sound. With my senses activated, I see, hear and feel the growth of the Mother’s roots through the moist, dark forest floor and earth. Insects, worms, bacteria, other roots, stone, leaves... An incredibly textured experience.
April 14th, 2012
The tree in front of me is broken – the standing portion perhaps 7 feet tall – shielded in the grove by the canopy of surrounding trees. A sprawling vine of the Mother climbs up the broken tree, spilling over the upper portion and hanging down toward the ground again. I can hear the wind rustling through overhead branches. Nothing below the canopy seems to move. Yet, as I reach out to touch the Mother, she pulses in my hand and feels as if she is swaying, though I do not see any evidence with my eyes of her movement. As the wind dies down, so too do her movements. Is she communicating to the wind?
I close my eyes, and she too begins to show me images. This time I can see they are images of plants, though I can not quite grasp any of them. She is trying to speak something to me through her movement and images, and I am not yet understanding her messages. Patience… Trust it will come.
April 24, 2012
It is time for me to deepen the teachings by focusing my energy, efforts and intention...
She has asked me to live the teachings actively.
May 3, 2012
“Child, you are too dense to truly listen…” Her words echo through my mind.
I have been truly dense… Why has it taken me so long to understand what she wants me to clear and open within myself?
Hydration, protection, nourishment, and decongestion are more than just physically attending to my body. This is a journey of my heart. It encompasses my whole life and all I do.
“Look deeply to release anything that does not serve you. Create inner space, and properly protect yourself. Even at this age, you are still a child in matters of your heart… Boundaries, autonomy… You must listen to me!”
Her patience waning, she delivers her message with stern authority, yet remains soft and compassionate.
My soul has been thirsty for a long time. My body and heart long to be quenched. For all the many years of communication with the other world, I have not allowed myself – my deepest self – to be truly touched by Spirit. “The nourishment you seek will only be fed by meaningful relations and purposeful living. Are you willing to sacrifice the "junk food" of life in order to be deeply nourished?” She is unrelenting this day.
It has been weeks since I was first given these directives, and I am only now touching the surface of their meaning. I suspect this will be a long journey.
Deeper and deeper I must go...
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