You don’t have to connect with Mother Earth. You have never been disconnected from Her. Before you even knew what it meant to know, you have known Her. You know Her in you, as you, as your very own breath.
Before She turned into “other”, an abstract concept, something you would have to evaluate, deserve, miss, awaken to, or even “return to”, She has birthed you, nursed you, fed you; She has held you close;
“Our bodies remember that we lived in trees and forests. We need to crawl and climb and run if we are to develop our intellectual, emotional and spiritual capacities. We did not emerge from an austere iceberg of a distant planet, but in the particularities of this Earth and its forests. When we wander through the mountains climbing and running, our bodies remember these deep patterns of behavior intrinsically tied to all we are.”
“Place your hands into soil to feel grounded. Wade into water to feel emotionally healed. Fill your lungs with fresh air to feel mentally clear. Raise your face to the heat of the sun and connect with that fire to feel your own immense power.”
You know me… I’m the one you never bothered to name.
earth with a small e I, the first and most powerful of the Gods. Even after you saw my loveliness from up there… my comely blues, my wisps of clouds, the generosity of my life-giving waters… Even then you didn’t name me.
I had a name once. In this culture’s genesis I was Gaia.
I am a cosmic body born out of cataclysm and catastrophe. I was seeded and, alone among the Bodies, was willing I nurtured the seed in my awesome womb…
I am the Matrix You are in and of my body I am the Mother I am the Daughter I am the Lover But scorned, I am also Lilith, the Maid of Desolation. And I dance in the ruins of cities.
I am sorry… I am sorry for you, I am sorry for me. But then it’s the same thing isn’t it? …