The stories of Mother Earth are infinite, her intelligence so vast that it endlessly creates through an unlimited amount of perspectives. All stories are neither right nor wrong but just perspectives, some carry on with great energy and become ancient trees in her garden, some seed upon the winds that blossming into fragrant flower, some so ancient that they become stars and will come alive within divine time. Others will dissolve completely and be composted back into her belly, that is if they are not true to her heart of love and need to come to rest. When we deeply listen to her heart beat we begin to hear her dream of unity. When we begin to feel her rhythm and dance with our feet upon her in humility she begins to make music to our steps. The great mother does not judge our dance, but if we listen she will guide and teach us how to live in harmony with all her magical beingness, to understand a little about that vastness of her infinite tapestry. The melody's of each of her children are important to her song and are forever etched into the sands of her infinite time. She gives vision of past and future and gifts us the wisdom of what it means to be human in an ever changing and evolving mystery that is beyond what even she can comprehend. She seeds us with her vastness so she may see herself more clearly through each one of her eyes. Our job is to listen to her and with hearts full of gratitude and love bless all that she is.
I am listening Great Mother, speak to me so I may understand what I must do to be in harmony with you and all of life.
Amba
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