Category: Earth

Message 2 – About the Environment, ah… Me

by Mare Cromwell, posted in deep ecology, Divine Feminine, Earth, Earth Mother, ecospirituality, Gaia, Love, Mare Cromwell, Mother, Pachamama, Sacred Feminine

[The first section of this blog is a book written by Gaia Communicator Mare Cromwell called Messages from Mother…. Earth Mother, which was released at the end of October, 2012. You can read all of the Messages here or purchase the printed book independently. It is also available as a Kindle ebook and at other internet venues, and can be ordered from any bookstore in the USA, Australia, Great Britain, and other international sites. The Great Mother Bible is now also available as an ebook and hard copy on Amazon, and other ebook venues. If you’d like to order a personally autographed copy of any of Mare’s books from her directly, go to her personal website: www.marecromwell.com.]

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Mother: Hi, Sarah!  Welcome, welcome!

Sarah: Hello, Mother. It’s great to see you. I’ve had the best week. Life is getting so much more fun. More friends are calling me up to invite me to play. And the kids at the pre-school don’t stress me out these days the way they used to. I think you might have something to do with this.

Mother: Well, perhaps. I am sending you good blessings as you go through your day-to-day activities. It’s the least I can do. You are helping me so much with these messages. So, I brought you a joke today. Are you ready?

Sarah: Okay.

Mother: What bone will a dog never eat?

Sarah: I don’t know. A chicken bone? I know they’re not supposed to eat them. All those splinters in the bones.

Mother: No. A trombone.

Sarah did not know what to say. It was one of the worst jokes she had heard in a while. It was the type of joke that one of her four-year-olds in her pre-school might have said, except they wouldn’t have known what a trombone was. Earth Mother was clearly amazing but her sense of a joke was a little off. But Sarah did not want to offend Mother so she decided she needed to be supportive at least.

Sarah: Oh, that’s cute. That’s funny. Thanks, Mother.

Mother: Thanks, I rather liked it myself. So, this time around, Sarah, do you have any big questions that you want to ask me?

Sarah: I definitely do. It’s so terrible what is going on around the world with all the environmental destruction—destroying parts of you actually. It’s so hard to have any hope about the Earth and what is going on. I know I don’t need to tell you about all the horrible events. You know so much more than I do. But the radiation from Fukushima, the mercury in the fish, the GMOs in our food, the weird weather patterns and on and on … I mean, it’s so hard to have any hope, or even get out of bed in the morning with this news. How can we have any positive future with all of this happening right now? I’ve felt such despair and have been so depressed about all of this until you and I started meeting. But still, even though my mood has gotten better, the news is just awful.

Mother: Yes, I can see how you and so many others feel such despair these days. These are very trying times. And believe me, they are trying for me also. I’m not exactly having a party right now with all of this going on. Between the contamination itself, the forests being cut down, coral reefs dying … and the way you two-leggeds are fighting, it’s enough to give me a bad case of malaise.

You two-leggeds have only been around for a short period, but you’ve certainly wreaked some havoc. Some parts of me feel a little like the cancer you two-leggeds and four-leggeds get. But I don’t get cancer. I’m so ancient that the places where there are huge strip mines or environmental contamination, such as Bhopal are just little irritating scabs I’ll heal over rather quickly in geologic time. But it is going to take a long time as you two-leggeds count time.

I am 4.8 billion years old and getting that kind of age on you gives you a much greater perspective on what’s happening now. All of these wounds on me will eventually heal back over, and the contamination will get buried into rock layers just as the oil deposits and uranium layers were buried many millions of years ago. I am honestly hard-wired to heal. But it’s going to take a couple million years. That is certainly more than a little wink of time.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m certainly not a happy camper with all of these foolish activities that are so destructive to me and all of my babies. No. So many species are gone now. Extinct. I worked for millions and millions of years to bring these species into being through evolution. It is very irritating to me that you two-leggeds have wiped out so many, so fast. I mean in the wink of an eye, gone.

(Sigh …)

But I’m most worried about you two-leggeds. I’m worried about what is in your hearts these days. What is this sickness that has overtaken you that compels so many of you to be so blind and ignorant and, well, greedy? This makes me so sad. Very sad.

I love you all so much. You are my children. All of this evolution that I brought forth on this beautiful planet is my love at work. But somehow you’ve lost touch with the love. You’ve lost touch with me and my millions and millions of years of love. You’ve been taking it all for granted.

Okay, I’m starting to make you even more discouraged now, Sarah. I can see this. I’m sorry. That’s not what I want to do.

So, here are some things that can help you and your friends, and others. This will help you build up hope again. I will list them for you.

Know that I’m so, so ancient that I will always heal from what is happening now. I, your Earth Mother, am not capable of dying.

Hmmm … I take that back. When this solar system sizzles out in billions of years, I might move on from being the Caretaker of this planet to some other job in the universe. But I won’t ever die. My consciousness will always exist. And I can’t worry about all that’s in the future. All we have is NOW.

For you two-leggeds, all of you can do a number of things NOW. Here goes:

Plant trees. Anywhere and everywhere you can. I love my Standing People, as my native peoples call trees. Wherever groups of trees are planted and nurtured they call in other species to live amongst them. Trees are very good at this and love doing it.

Have fun! Think in circles and not straight lines. Everything cycles and gets reused. A fallen tree log becomes food for mushrooms and all sorts of other critters after that tree has lain on the ground for some time. Cycles, circles. I’ve never designed a straight line anywhere on the planet. But you two-leggeds are a little obsessed with straight lines these days. Rather boring to me.

Go back to the wisdom of the plants instead of all the concocted chemicals that you have made up in laboratories. This never made any sense to me either. I already provided you with all the chemicals you need from plants. It’s all there.

Have more fun! See the web. I don’t mean the Internet. I mean the Web of Life. It’s all connected.

Grow more of your own food near your homes. All of those lawns that are mowed way too often, I’ve never understood those. And don’t even get me started on the raking of the leaves in the fall. If it is open land and does not have a forest on it, then why don’t you grow food there? Put in a garden. Herbs. Flowers. Vegetables. Get some goats, chickens, or sheep. But lawns? They don’t do anything for me. Especially when they are treated with your chemicals to grow only one species of grass. It’s that straight thing again, I suppose. I’m into parties of species all living together. You two-leggeds call it biodiversity. The more wild parties of all sorts of critters and plants, the better. This is how I steered evolution. Wild parties of plants and animals.

Have fun! Throw a party growing the food and then cooking it together. Invite the neighbors. Have your own wild parties!

Stop breaking my skin and digging into my bones for your energy. It hurts me and just is a mess once you get it out. I’m talking about the oil, the uranium, all the heavy metals. And fracking for natural gas! Oh, my, fracking is the most stupid thing you two-leggeds have come up with since nuclear energy. You come up with some doozies. Putting all those chemicals in the ground to force the gas to come up is going to take me a very, very long time to clean up. Very. Why do you need so much energy anyway?

Have more fun! Think of all the ways you can use a bicycle or the wind or sun to do what electricity, or fossil fuels, provides you right now. Have bicycle parties. Take them apart and turn them into utility bikes to haul your groceries or a piece of furniture. Why not?

Hmm … what else? Oh, yeah. Get to know your neighbors. Help your neighbors out. If they can’t grow food on their yards since they’ve gotten elderly, ask if you can grow food there and share it with them. Have potlucks. Dinner parties with music. Cook your homegrown veggies. Preserve them. Grow gourds and use them to make new musical instruments or feeders and houses for my small winged ones. Ask your elderly neighbors to tell stories. If they’re too grumpy, go ahead and be nice to them anyway. They’ve probably got some old wounds from some other parts of their lives and just need some love.

Did I mention have fun? Bottom line, have fun in your life! Life is meant to be an adventure and a celebration!

Oh, right. Please remember the sun. The sun has all this energy and it gifts the planet each and every day. Even when it’s raining, the sun is still out there. How I love our sun. Couldn’t have done all of this without the sun, you know, all this evolution. You two-leggeds can be more creative with the sun too. Some of you have been. Need to get those ideas out more. Why do you need to break into my skin and bones when you have the sun? There is the wind too. I really like those newfangled wind thingies … what are they called? Right, turbines. I find them almost as good as something I would’ve come up with for evolution. Good on you for those.

Well, this list has gotten probably too long. I need to head off now. Other projects elsewhere. A Mother’s work is never done.

Love you, Sarah.

Love to all of my two-leggeds. And four-leggeds … and winged ones … all of my beloved ones!

Message 1 – Please love your Mother. That’s me, Earth Mother

by Mare Cromwell, posted in deep ecology, Divine Feminine, Earth, Earth Mother, ecospirituality, Gaia, Love, Mare Cromwell, Mother, Pachamama, Sacred Feminine

[The first section of this blog is a book written by Gaia Communicator Mare Cromwell called Messages from Mother…. Earth Mother, which was released at the end of October, 2012. You can read all of the Messages here or purchase the printed book independently. It is also available as a Kindle ebook and at other internet venues and can be ordered from any bookstore in the USA, Australia, Great Britain, and other international sites. The Great Mother Bible is now also available as an ebook and hard copy on Amazon, and other ebook venues. If you’d like to order a personally autographed copy of any of Mare’s book from her directly, go to her personal website: www.marecromwell.com.]

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Mother: Sarah, it’s so great to see you back here again. I see Mr. Tufts brought you in off the trail all safe and sound. You have some branches in your hair. But no worries. They look good on you.

Sarah: Thanks, Mother. Yeah, Mr. Tufts can really fly through all that underbrush, considering how tiny his legs are. I was so excited to see him there on the trail waiting for me just now. Plus, the stone turned the most stunning shade of blue-green earlier, back at my apartment. Almost an ocean teal shade with dark blue around the edges. I was watching it all morning to see if or when it would turn and it did! I’m so excited to be here!

Mother: Yes, yes, I promised you that it would. Good, good. Well, I brought us some tea and some ugli fruit cookies.

Sarah: Ugli fruit?

Mother: Yes, they are kind of like an orange, but uglier. And don’t ask me if I made the cookies. I have my ways, you know! The next thing you’ll be asking me is whether I have a kitchen I cook in. I can’t give away all of my secrets. Can’t do that.

As they were talking, Mother pulled out a basket at the base of her bench and proceeded to unpack a beautiful English tea set of bone china along with a matching plate of cookies with a dusted maple sugar coating. She poured each of them a cup of tea and served the cookies. Then she passed out beautifully embroidered pressed napkins. Sarah watched in amazement.

Mother: So, let’s get started. The first message I’d like you to transcribe:

Please, learn to love your Mother. Me, your Earth Mother. I give you all a planet full of love. That’s what all this evolution is, love in action. All these trees and the food you eat and the air you breathe, it’s earthy-love in action. I give all of this to you and love you all so much.

But it is not until you give your love back to me that our relationship can grow. I don’t just mean putting a bumper sticker about loving me on your boxes on wheels. I like those and all that. But I mean really love me. Really feel your love for me. I would like a relationship with each and every one of you. I would.

How do you give your love back to me? One of the best ways is to offer blessings to me. You can offer tobacco at the base of a tree that calls to you. Anywhere. Tobacco has such magical properties. I love tobacco. The good tobacco, hopefully grown organically—you know, without all that toxic stuff that I did not create. Or pour some honey on the ground. Or milk. Any kind of offering. You can do this while saying prayers to me. Thanking me. Or the trees. Even the mosquitoes out there biting you. You can thank them too. Just kidding. I know you two-leggeds don’t like the mosquitoes so much. Oh, well. So it goes.

Native peoples put out ‘spirit plates’ full of food when they have big feasts. This shows their love for me, their giving back. Just an example.

Another way is to burn a little smudge in the morning. Oh, you probably don’t know what smudge is. Well, there are certain herbs that my beautiful two-leggeds who remember the old ways burn. You can just burn ceremonial white sage, or add cedar to it and other herbs too. This is a wonderful way to send prayers and bless your home or apartment. Burning smudge brings in such lovely peaceful energy into your space.

As you’re burning the smudge, it is even more powerful to call out to me and the Great Mystery and tell us that you love us. If you don’t know what smudging is, ask a friend and they’ll tell you. Burning some ceremonial sage is a good place to start. I know some two-leggeds use what are called smudge sticks too.

You can even set up an altar to me. Nothing fancy is needed. Maybe some stones and some animal figurines. That’s all you need. You can light the smudge over the altar and pray to me and the Great Mystery/Creator there. If you want to get fancy, you can put some type of image of the Sacred Feminine or something like that on your altar. I like that.

If you really want to express your love to me and be serious about it, well then it gets more complicated since your culture insists on being so disconnected from me while still living right here on me. A very big step is to wean yourself from those things that you’ve broken my soil or skin and dug into my rock layers or bones to get. Those things you call fossil fuels, uranium, and heavy metals.

Many of you know about this weaning need. But gosh darn it, not all of you have discovered this wisdom. Some of you, mostly two-legged males who wear those funny suits with the tight things around the neck, just have not gotten it yet. But you will—in time, you will.

Hmmm … I know many of you who are clear about this weaning need have been marching and trying to get through to those two-leggeds with the tight things around their necks. I want you to forgive yourselves for the fact that you are still using these fossil fuels, etc. The sound of all of your guilt for driving a car, or eating food that was not grown in your backyard, or whatever, is not a pleasant song to me. The last thing I want is for you to be walking around beating yourself up with a bunch of guilt in your bellies for something you were born into. It was not your decision to start drilling just a wink of time ago. That was someone else who has already died, and he had a good talking to after he passed over. Oh, yeah. His soul knows better now. So, please forgive yourselves, okay?

Now, back to the ways that you can love me. Yes, there are all of those things that you’ve created. What do you call them? Oh, right, chemical compounds. Some of you with very creative minds have concocted these compounds and they keep on hanging around in my soil and floating all over the world in my air and the water. I’m not sure what you were thinking. It’s a violation of one of my laws for something a two-legged concocts to stick around and around and around.

A little aside. One of the things I absolutely love about the Great Mystery’s universe is this thing called entropy. The Creator is so brilliant. This entropy, it’s about how everything is always breaking down and scattering out. It’s the reason that you need to keep on dusting. Entropy has scattered that dust all over, just as it makes bubbles of soap go all over the place into the air. Entropy has helped me so much with evolution. But your chemical compounds are going all over the place too thanks to entropy. I don’t like this.

Some of these chemicals of yours are extremely tiny and they’ve been traveling through the air and in the waters, and darn it, they’re making my frogs sick! I did not create frogs to be born with extra legs. And my poor fish! Some of them are being born both male and female, and this was not my design plan. Many of you two-leggeds are having a hard time making babies too. Or getting disastrously sick. You wonder why?

Others of these bunches of chemical compounds are bigger. The stuff you call plastic? They are messing up my beaches, my swamps, everywhere. My turtles are getting sick eating the plastic waste, and on and on. So ugly.

And they’re killing some of my babies. Nets floating around in the ocean are trapping my whales and dolphins. You’re messing things up, and I really wish you would get some common sense and stop making those things. There are wiser ways, you know.

Don’t you know one of my laws is nothing lasts forever except elements and atoms? Everything goes back to my skin or bones and is used again and again. Almost every single thing is food for something else at some point in time. But somehow most of you did not learn this. I know some of your chemicals do eventually fall apart and break down, but that is only after they’ve messed a lot of things up.

I think I need to set up my own school to teach you how to take care of this world of mine. It will be called Mother’s School. But, no, I suppose I’ve already created that, and it is called Earth. You are all living and breathing it, and supposed to be getting the lessons right now.

Unfortunately, your grades are not very good. At least, for most of you. And some of you are getting very bad grades. Especially those male two-leggeds who sit at those desks inside so far away from my beautiful soil and make decisions about digging into my skin and bones for your so-called fossil fuels. I have some words for those two-leggeds, but I’m going to not say them here. Nope.

But again, please don’t go to that guilt place. That’s really not helpful for you or me. Your culture just started out with some bad ideas not too long ago and then something called greed came in and you all are living with the … well, the ripple effect from those bad ideas. I hope that’s a good way to put it.

Okay. Another way to love me is to go plant trees. Plant more trees. I love my trees! Talk to them as you plant them. Baby them. They are baby trees. Make sure that they are well watered and the soil is good. Check on them. These are young living beings who need TLC. They need to be loved over time just as you do.

You know I really like this sustainability thing some of you are talking about. That is a wonderful way to love me! But you know, it was going on long before you all ever existed and was far beyond your two-leggeds’ ideas of sustainability. It was and still is a planetary dance of life, and energy, and celebration. It’s been a wondrous web for a long, long time. Oh, a delicious, magical, amazing web of my insects, and flowers and trees, and four-leggeds. All my beautiful four-leggeds … and six-leggeds, and finned ones and winged ones. The list is so, so long.

Oh, there are so many ways to love me. It is hard for me to list all the ways in one message. The key is you can just start doing something today.

I guess the most important thing is to realize I am Sacred. I am part of the Great Mystery, just as you are too. But I am your Mother here and my whole planet is about as Sacred as you can get. You can pray to me as well as offering prayers to the Great Mystery/Creator.

I especially love it when you talk with me. All of you. I hear your prayers too. Really I do. And many of you are learning to do this. This makes my heart sing.

Okay, gotta run. Sarah, you’re the best. I love you so much. Maybe next time I’ll bring a joke. That would be fun!

Oh, and why don’t you think of a question to ask me for our next meeting too, okay?

I love all of you!

Hello, My Beautiful World of Two-Leggeds with Access to the Internet!

by Mare Cromwell, posted in deep ecology, Divine Feminine, Earth, Earth Mother, ecospirituality, Gaia, Love, Mare Cromwell, Messages from Mother, Mother, Pachamama, Sacred Feminine

[The first section of this blog is a book written by Gaia Communicator Mare Cromwell called Messages from Mother…. Earth Mother, which was released at the end of October, 2012. Several gifted Native American elders have confirmed that Mare is working closely with Earth Mother. You can read all of the Messages from that book here or purchase the printed book independently. It is also available as a Kindle ebook and at other internet venues, and can be ordered from any bookstore in the USA, Australia, Great Britain, and other international sites.

The Great Mother Bible came out Spring 2015 is now also available as an ebook and hard copy on Amazon, and other ebook venues. If you’d like to order a personally autographed copy of any of Mare’s books from her directly, go to her personal website: www.marecromwell.com.]


Hi.

(I have asked Mare to share this message with you as the first blog post.)

Glad you’re finding me here.

This is your Mother. Earth Mother version of Mother.

I love you all.

I’ve loved you all into existence here on this planet that I am the Caretaker of… this most amazingly magnificent and scrumptious Earth.  (I used the word ‘scrumptious’ since just about everything on this planet is either eaten or eating on a very regular basis.)

Okay. Keeping this first post short.

Remember I love you. But you need to clean your rooms. All of you. (Well, maybe some of you are okay at doing that, but the rest of you need to get on this.)

Love and earthy blessings to all,

— Your Mother. Earth. Gaia. Pachamama. (I go by many names. Just don’t call me Late for Dinner. That joke does not work with me.)

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