12/29/2021
HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM OUR SACRED MOTHER EARTH
Did you know that the most ancient of all the winter holidays is the celebration of the longest night of the year? We always think of this time as a celebration of Light - bringing the Light into the darkness - with candles and strings of bright colored lights and looking forward to the sunlight returning. Urging it to return. But before the celebration of Light, there was the celebration of Dark. The night was the holiest of times. Sundown was the beginning of the "day." Even today, this is still true in Jewish tradition.
The Nighttime, the darkness, lit only by the moon, and making the stars visible, was the time we worshiped the richness of Mother Earth. She was everything. And Her Dark caves were Her womb, from which all life emanated. And all of Her gifts to us grew up out of her Dark depths. As we sat together in the Dark night of the Solstice, the trees whispered her love of us as Her breezes blew through their leaves above us and their roots danced under our feet. And in the darkness we fell into rhythm with Her magic.
My favorite part of the holidays is the tree that I bring into my house and decorate with luscious ornaments, like hanging jewels on just one part of Holy Mother Earth.
Over this time of Covid, I became closer to Mother Earth through a relationship I developed with a tree in my backyard. Living alone, I was in need of friends, and I found some of them in my garden.
Late at night, when I wasn't able to sleep I would slip out into the backyard, and just stare up at the moon and feel the soft grass beneath my feet. And it calmed me. Instead of feeling anxious being outside alone in the middle of the night, I felt calm and safe. One night I looked over at my fig tree, which is very old, with multiple gnarled and crooked trunks, but dressed in vibrant green leaves, as young as springtime. This was May of 2020. For a time, I just stood observing her shape in the moonlight. But soon, I felt drawn toward her, and then, in amongst her leafy low hanging branches, until I was encased in her richness. I put my hands on two of her branches and felt the cool bark. For many nights I went to her, and put my hands on her branches. And slowly I began to feel her presence. And I knew we were becoming friends. There was no logical reason to know this, but I did. And I named her Ms. Figgi. I felt she really liked having a name, and she liked this one.
Then, one night I felt a very very faint pulse coming from her branches into my hands, and without thinking, I asked, out-loud, "What's that?" And I felt/heard/sensed, "That's my heart beat."
And that was the beginning of our nightly communications.
She taught me so many things that all of Mother Earth's other children know, but that we humans have forgotten. For instance, when I put my hands on her branches, I now began sending her loving and healing energy through my hands, and then a little later I would sense her sending me healing energy. And this was palpable.
Then, one night I was feeling guilty that I wasn't giving her as much energy as I was receiving from her. And she let me know in our special way of communicating, that when I was giving she was receiving, and simultaneously she was giving to me. So, that giving and receiving are not separate actions, but one action with matching parts. Giving and receiving are one.
By this time I had also began communicating with another tree in my yard, a splendid brugmansia, whom I named Lady Bru. But this caused me problems. I began feeling guilty that I was paying more attention to one than to the other. I was standing between the two of them as I thought about my guilt, wondering how to resolve it, when I heard/felt/sensed from both of them at the same time, "We don't compete like you humans do. We are all part of The Mother."
And from then on I was freed to be at peace with them, and that opened my heart to receive more and more lessons from them both.
Over the next few months i met other tree friends on my daily walks. I now have about six close tree friends, who are not only my friends, but my mentors. They are my teachers of being a human member of this great big family of Mother Earth.
They have taught me to feel their roots, and then to feel how their roots are not stationary but are constantly in a flowing motion like swirling water. And they have taught me to sense/feel/know how every thing is flowing and moving, swirling constantly. And there is not permanence like we try to create with our minds, but we are instead permanently flowing with the flow of earth and of the entire cosmos. And it is possible to feel/sense/know this. And it's only our constant resistance to this sacred flow of life force that causes our human problems.
As I have become more and more aware of this constant movement, flow, swirling life force, I have begun to understand that my ability to sense it comes not through my brain, or even my heart. It comes from my s*xual organs. I have been meditating now quite often sitting or lying directly on Mother Earth, and now my meditations have taken on a luscious sensual, and even s*xual sensation. It's like all of life is constantly in a state making love with all of life.
Years ago I leaned about a species of apes called bonobos, who live in the Democratic Republic of Congo. They are an even closer genetic match to humans than chimpanzees. They have no alpha males, and they solve all problems between each other by having s*x, which they do many times a day.
So, what I have learned in my time in Covid, is that our Divine Mother Earth is a great loving, s*xually creative being and creates and holds her creation within her womb. The ancients knew this and honored it in Her deep caves and in the depth of night in Her rich darkness.
During the Solstice we celebrated the Sacred Darkness of the Divine Mother Earth at the very center of Her being, where the seeds of new life for a New Year were germinating. Those seeds were filled with Her abundance, Her, creativity and Her lo******ng with all of Her beloved aspects of Herself, including us.
Let us bring with us into the New Year all the seedlings we gathered then, and begin to nurture them within ourselves so our own lives will expand and grow with HER in the coming Year, receiving and spreading Her abundance and love.
HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM MOTHER EARTH.
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HEALING and CONNECTING
Over the past 22 months, I have been taken, not only into the depths of Mother Earth's womb, but across the veil to connect with a group of delightful beings, teachers, leaders, mentors and lovers. And I have learned so much about healing the heart and body and minds of my fellow humans. And I would love to share, this knowledge and some new healing modalities with you.
I have also become quite proficient at speaking with people who are no longer living on this plane and sharing what they wish to share with their family and friends still living here on Earth.
So, I invite you to join me for a 30 minute complimentary meeting on Zoom to explore the possibility of us working together.
Text me at 720-841-5820
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to set up a time.
I am so looking forward to sharing with you. .
With deep love, light, and abundant joy,
Barbara Wilder