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Message 7 – About Conflict and Soul-Woundedness

September 13, 2012June 16, 2016 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 actually a book called Messages from Mother…. Earth Mother released at the end of October, 2012. You can read all of the Messages here or purchase the book with the first thirteen Messages at this page. It is also available as a Kindle e-book and at other internet venues and can be ordered from any bookstore in the USA, Australia, Great Britain, and other international sites.]

Mother: Sarah, it’s another lovely day here! I’m so glad the weather is nice for our visit today. Then again, I did arrange for that. Never mind. Okay, I don’t know if you found a joke but I heard one the other day that I love. Here goes: What is the difference between snowmen and snowwomen?

Sarah: Gosh, Mother. I have no clue. Their noses?

Mother: No … SNOWBALLS!

Sarah: I like that one! That’s funny. You’re getting better, Mother. That’s a goodie.

Mother: Well, I think my sense of humor is not quite like a two-leggeds’, but that’s okay. I’m trying here. Okay, now let’s get on with our message today. You can ask me another question.

Sarah: Okay. I have a good one. Mother, why is there so much conflict on Earth? Why are people fighting each other so much? Some of these people are even suicide bombers. Why is this?

Mother: Oh, Sarah. Yes. There is too much conflict around my beautiful Earth. I have been watching this grow and grow, and it saddens me so much. So very much.

I love you all so much. You have no idea how much I love you. If only all of you could take this love in and hold it within you, maybe there would be less conflict.

You see, the source of all this conflict is that you two-leggeds have developed a sickness in your soul. A soul-woundedness, really. Most of you have it. Not all. My beloved two-leggeds who still live very deep in the jungles, away from all those ugly wires that carry what you call electricity, they don’t have this soul-woundedness. Even some of you who live within those wires that crisscross most of my continents don’t have this sickness. Some were born without it and others have learned to heal from it in their earthwalk.

It makes my heart sing that some of you have been healing from this sickness. You are the ones who are planting gardens and remembering to honor me. You help your communities grow more gardens where there is so much sadness in your cities. In some areas where buildings have burned down or been abandoned, the rubble has been scraped away and now there are some really nice tomatoes growing there along with other veggies. I’ve been trying to grow some gardens there also, where the buildings have crumbled. Yet I like your gardens a lot too. I like how they are making some people happier in the cities. Most two-leggeds don’t appreciate my garden designs these days anyway.

You healing ones have been doing so many things that give me such joy.

But most of you still carry this awful woundedness. All of this aggression. This suffering because someone is dominating another one. Some of you two-leggeds even buy and sell other two-leggeds! What is that about? I had hoped you all would get that out of your system by now, but not so.

These suicide bombers and others who plot big schemes of killing, both people and animals—what makes them do that is a sadly advanced form of the soul-woundedness that I’m talking about here. They have gotten too disconnected from me, their Mother, and from the Great Mystery too. Their anger and hatred has gotten so deeply knotted into their souls in those groups, those clusters of two-leggeds, that they even say in their buildings where they come to pray that the Creator or Great Mystery wants them to be a suicide bomber. Well, the Great Mystery I know would never want any two-legged or any other being to act in that way.

It would be a good time for that soul who is the Christ Consciousness to come back to my beautiful planet. Oh, such a beautiful soul with such purity and spiritual wisdom. Somehow many of you have learned some weird things about this soul. When I’m hoping this soul will come back, I’m not talking about the “Saved” business where some of you will rise up to “Heaven” and others will go to “Hell” based on “Jesus Christ coming back.”

No, I’m talking about the deeply, deeply compassionate healer and teacher of great spiritual truths who knows how to bring peace back into two-leggeds’ hearts. This teacher does not distinguish between one two-legged and another with their capacity to be healed.

It’s never made sense to me why those two-leggeds are so eager to leave this magnificent planet of mine to be “Saved.” I’ve worked for a couple of billion years to make this planet as amazing as it is, with the help of the Great Mystery and others, of course. Most of this has been great fun, all the evolution stuff.

But some of these two-leggeds don’t like it enough here, I guess. It baffles me that they can’t see that my baby, my planet, is a part of Heaven, right here under their very feet and all around them. If they spent more time away from the messes most of these cities have become, they’d see this. I’d hope so, at least! But they spend more time in buildings than out in the forests or by the ocean. They, too, think that the Creator is only found in buildings. That is definitely something I’ve never understood.

So much of this just completely baffles me. I’ve never been able to get through to so many of them. I guess that’s why you’re here, Sarah. It used to be that all of you knew me and honored me and what I do, and there was very little soul-woundedness. Used to be …

I know, I just know my planet will return to being heavenly too. I’m very determined about this. If I have anything to do with this, it will get back there and it will be even better. Some of you two-leggeds are seeing this and working on it. I adore, just adore each and every one of you who are working on this. And playing on this too.

Frankly, you all work too much anyway. You need to play more, and that would help me out. I don’t mean play inside and exchange that stuff you call ‘money’ for other stuff that you don’t really need. That’s another thing that baffles me.

Go play in the woods. Or the rivers. Go sing and dance along the ocean. And pick up trash while you’re at it.

As for the soul-woundedness, some of you two-leggeds need to learn and live more forgiveness! If there was a way that I could get the clouds to rain forgiveness-enhanced water down all over the planet, I would. Hmmm … not a bad idea. I wonder if I can do that? Wonder what it would taste like? Ah … chocolate! I might see if this is possible.

All of you need to hug each other more too.

But about the Christ Consciousness—you know I can’t give away any secrets. But some native peoples have been talking about how this soul is already here again. Some think that this soul has come back as a woman. That would suit me fine. But I’m not going to give away any secrets.

Ha! I can’t do that!

Okay, gotta run, Sarah. Hugs! See you next week! Oh … bring a good joke too!

I love you!

I love all of my beloved two-leggeds. Yes, I do…! And four-leggeds, and all the rest of my delightful critters … and stones and rivers, such a list! All of you!

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[Postscript – June 16, 2016. When Mother asked me to put this message out in 2012, she alluded to not giving away any secrets at that time. When I was writing The Great Mother Bible with her in 2014, she explained further in that book that each of us alive at this time is invited to embrace the Christ Consciousness into our hearts. We are all being called to embody that amazing consciousness in our very beings, and release the thorns from our hearts.

It is not there will be one soul that is the Christ Arisen. We are all being called to be Christ Arisen. It is true that there are some souls here on Earth who are very highly evolved and truly embody the Christ Consciousness quite deeply. The Dalai Lama is one. There are more. Some keep themselves very private, for good reasons.

Hugs, hugs, bigLove to all, mare]

Message 6 – About Love

September 13, 2012October 17, 2013 by Mare Cromwell, posted in deep ecology, Divine Feminine, Earth, Earth Mother, ecospirituality, Gaia, Love, Mare Cromwell, Mother, Pachamama, Sacred Feminine

Mother: Hello, Sarah! Great to see you again! Oh, but you look rather glum this afternoon. What is wrong?

Sarah: Mother, I know it was my turn for a joke. But I’m just not in a good mood for a joke. Please, Mother, tell me about love. Daniel left me about seven weeks ago so he could travel the world. I miss him so. Why is love so painful? Why can’t we love another person without so much heartbreak?

Mother: Oh, Sarah, my love. No worries. We don’t have to do a joke. Love is very hard for my two-leggeds, isn’t it? Here, come over closer to me and let me put my hand on your heart to help it heal.

Sarah went over to Mother’s chair in the Sacred Grove, and Mother put her hand gently on Sarah’s heart chakra and held it there for about thirty seconds. She finally lifted it slowly and gave Sarah a deep warm smile. Once again Sarah felt a shimmering warmth in her heart, similar to Mother’s gift of healing on the day they first met.

Mother: Sarah, just let the energy I gave you sink in. Take some slow deep breaths and just feel whatever is coming up for you. I just gave your heart some healing energy to help you release the pain that had gotten trapped there. You can go back to your chair. You should feel better soon.

Yes, love. Love is such a beautiful and powerful part of your existence, isn’t it? It’s not like most of my beloved creatures who have such strong instincts to mate and then just walk away from each other afterwards. I know some of you two-leggeds do that too, and it is certainly a beautiful way to celebrate your physicality without attachments. But you need to take care to do this with care and sensitivity.

Then there are some of my creatures such as my swans and even black vultures who mate for life and are heartbroken when their mate dies before them. I feel for them, yet that is what these species chose to do way back when they were first evolving. They carry a great heart pain, too, since most of them never find another mate afterwards.

As a Planetary Caretaker I cannot experience that type of romantic love. It’s not as if I can go date other planets and procreate little baby planets. Though the idea rather tickles me.

I know your two-legged romantic love can be so complicated and yet, so simple. For me, as your Earth Mother, true love is a way for you two-leggeds to bring more cherished children into the world. They’ve been blessed with a divine love from the love in your hearts in the moment of their conception. This is a very potent love that will carry with each child forever.

Love is a spiritual journey. Many of you forget this. The journey is never over, and it is a glorious one since your lover is your highest spiritual teacher. They will push you and poke you and tear your heart and spirit open again and again to encourage you to learn about where you need to grow within yourself. It is a journey of learning kindness, compassion and forgiveness and so much more.

If you doubt love or fear that you have none, know that this is never true. You are always loved by myself, your Earth Mother, and by the Creator. Our hope is that you can also discover the love within that you can give to yourself.

Yes, there are so many types of love. Romantic love is only one type. Please know that the Great Mystery and I do not care if you are a man loving a man or a woman loving a woman or a man and a woman loving each other. All we care about is the quality of the love there, and how your hearts and spirits are growing with this love. Ultimately the love you feel there is connecting with the Divine in each other. You can help each other develop your individual Godspaces in a powerful way.

There is the love of a parent toward their child. Or two old friends who have known each other for a long time. Or siblings in a family. Or even a grandparent and a grandchild. Where there is that heart warmth for each other, there is love. My heart sings to see these different types of love.

The mystics know about another love too, the love for the Divine. They bathe and bask in this as you all bask in the arms of your lovers. Yet everyone can learn to give love to the Creator and me, your Mother. The Creator and I are always sending you love, all the time. But this does not mean that you automatically send it back to us. This is your choice.

Ah, yes. Free will.

We do yearn for this love from you since it helps you and your species evolve on my gorgeous planet Earth. When you send this out to us, it is a divine energy that supports me and all the other beings on the planet so, so much, beyond what I can tell you here. But it is up to you to give us that love back, or not.

You can love the plants in your garden and tell them so. You can love the trees in your yard or at the park. You can work with them from a place of prayer. When you see the hawk flying overhead, you can send that hawk love. You are all my children and I do so love all of you. You are all gloriously connected in the dancing web of life on my planet.

As for romantic love, this is a beautiful path that can be a treacherous one too. It is treacherous since so many of you have not grown in your hearts to the extent you could. So you get caught up with attachment, and needs, and ego, and control, and those are cavernous pits that many of you fall into without realizing it.

Do not love out of fear. Love is not owning another two-legged. Love is cherishing and honoring that other two-legged so that they too can grow in their divine love to Creator and me. For the stronger their divine love, the more they will see you as part of the Divine too. And your love, like a passionflower vine with endless and endless blooms of such breathtaking beauty, is a never-ending journey of growth and bliss, and, yes, sometimes even sorrow and pain. But when you feed it by connecting into the divine love from me and from the Creator, oh, it’s so delightful for me. And you. And even the Great Mystery.

Not all romantic love is meant to last forever, though. Sometimes there are soul contracts between you and another two-legged, when you come together to learn and open your hearts and spiritual awarenesses to a certain place. Most times you offer a healing to the other. Then you are each meant to walk away to continue your paths elsewhere.

These are a part of a greater soul contract that each of you agreed to before you were born, when you were still in spirit and preparing to come back here for another incarnation on Earth. Each of you developed such a contract for your work here as a two-legged. Part of that contract involves some of the other beings you will meet along your path, and the ways in which you will help each other. There are a number of things you agreed to do, but most of those are beyond the scope of this message.

If you are suffering from heartbreak, do not curse that other two-legged. You never owned them to begin with. Look into your heart and your mind and see all that they have taught you. Has that two-legged encouraged you to grow spiritually? Have they brought you to a place of deeper compassion in your being? How else have they helped you to grow emotionally?

Celebrate that this other two-legged helped you grow and learn, the one you feel took a hatchet to your heart. And then give that tremendous and awful sorrow and pain to me, your Mother. And to Creator. Give it to us. We don’t want this to fester in you forever. That makes you sour and hurtful. Let it go and give it to us. We can heal anything if you allow us to heal it. But you must give it to us. Some of you use that expression: “Let Go, Let God.” Yes, but don’t forget your Mother also. You can give it to me, too.

Okay, I’ve got some other meetings elsewhere. Some of the Thunderbeings are holding a council and I need to go and moderate. They can be so uppity. I’ve got to try to calm things down.

I love you, Sarah!

I love all of you in ways that you can never know. Such beautiful, incredible ways!

Message 5 – Mother’s Thirteen Commandments/Love Directives, plus….

July 24, 2012August 25, 2022 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 & High Priestess, Visionary, Healer & Author, 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 an autographed copy of the book on her website www.marecromwell.com. Mare’s second book with Mother, The Great Mother Bible (Pamoon Press, 2015), is now also available via the same website. Both books are accessible as ebooks too. For Amazon Kindle versions, here is Mare’s Amazon page. The books are found at other internet venues and can be ordered from any bookstore in the USA, Australia, Great Britain, and other international sites.]

Below is the updated version of ‘Mother’s Thirteen Love Directives & Precepts’ that was printed in The Great Mother Bible. And much farther below is the original chapter from Messages from Mother…. Earth Mother that was titled: ‘Mother’s 13 Commandments & Precepts’.

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‘Mother’s Thirteen Love Directives & Precepts’, excerpt from The Great Mother Bible. [Updated from Messages from Mother…. Earth Mother (Pamoon Press, 2012)]

I, Mother, gave the planet a song. Come to know you are part of this song as one in the vast web of life, no greater, no less. All that you do affects the song, for better or worse.

Your thoughts, whether from your higher self or lower self, affect the song as much as your actions, although your Western culture has denied this for a long time.

Everything has consciousness. The stones, plants, even mountains, rivers and oceans—all join in the song. Know that your thoughts and actions are registered in the song and affect the stones, plants, animals, mountains and waters, in support of the positive universe or not.

Develop silence of the mind and cultivate thankfulness from this place. Deep gratitude is one of the most positive things you can do for Mother and all others in the song, especially those very sensitive and intelligent ones such as the whales and dolphins who are so closely attuned to the song.

Fear that comes from your head is an illusion. Fear that comes from your instincts is not. Learning to discern between the two will help still your mind and allow it to be in the moment.

The song is most harmonious within an energy dance of authenticity, love, compassion, tenderness, patience and cooperation. It is good to learn this dance with all beings with whom you interact, whether two-legged, four-legged, winged, finned or standing ones (trees), or stone people.

Come to understand your shadow self. Make the act of bringing it to consciousness to heal it part of the dance and celebration.

It is all just energy—your money, time, job, play, and your love. Choose to make it as positive as possible and lose the illusion of fear within this energy dynamic.

The foremost energy is Love—a quality of love that transcends what most of you call love. Mother loves you. Creator loves you. You all evolved from Love. Evolution is an act of Love.

Know that the perception of perfection is an illusion. You as two-leggeds are the most beloved and delightfully flawed beings and that is how it is meant to be. You are perfect in your imperfections, and this makes you all the more lovable.

Know and honor your Mother as you honor your Creator. And if you want to put an icon of me on an altar, that’s fun. But any other graven images are not needed.

Have fun! Life is a celebration! Life is an adventure!

The more you celebrate life, the more you help your Mother to heal all over the planet. By celebrating, you encourage the whales and dolphins and all others in the song to sing more harmoniously with you!

And here are my Precepts:

Touch me, your Mother, every day. Touch my skin, my earth. Let my healing energy come into you to calm you and heal you. Send your love energy back into me also … I yearn for you to consciously do this.

Do not gouge my, your Mother’s, skin or break into my bones.
Do not create compounds that will last longer than the very short term out in nature.

Honor the forests and replant trees.
Honor the wetlands and restore them.
Do not waste.
Clean up your rooms. Big and small.
Live in community. All are part of the community. Everyone’s needs should be taken care of by the community. Share.

Listen with an open heart.
Speak with an open heart.
Be lean of judgment and speech.
Be open to the mystery that lies in people and the world around you.
Be compassionate with yourself.

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Below is the original version in Messages from Mother…. Earth Mother:

Mother: Hello, Sarah! I like your hiking clothes today. A mighty smart-looking rain-parka you’re wearing. But you don’t need to worry about it raining on us in our Sacred Grove this afternoon. I’ve made arrangements about that. I know it looks ominous, but you should be able to get back to your box on wheels, what you call your car, before the skies open up.

Sarah: Thanks, Mother. I was rather worried about these clouds.

Mother: Oh, don’t be worried. You’ll be fine. Okay, so my turn for the joke. I can’t remember where I heard this one. How did the panda who misplaced his dinner feel?

Sarah: Ahhh… Hungry?

Mother: He was bamboozled!Get it? Bamboo—zled. Bamboo …

Sarah: Yes, I get it. I get it. Hmmm … Mother, no offense or anything, but I think I need to get you a good joke book. I mean a really good one.

Mother: You don’t like my jokes? I think they’re good. I like them. Anyhow, enough of jokes for now. So the last time we met I promised you I would come up with my own set of Commandments. Not the same ones that many two-leggeds read and pray on from that black book. These are Mother’s Commandments. There are thirteen of them. Along with some precepts or whatever you want to call the other list. I like the word precepts myself.

So I will say them slowly so you can record them. Here goes:

Mother’s Thirteen Commandments plus Precepts

I, Earth Mother, gave the planet a song. Know that you are part of this song as one in the vast web of life, no greater, no less. All that you do affects the song, for better or for worse.
Your thoughts, both positive and negative, affect the song as much as your actions.
Everything has consciousness, the stones, plants, even mountains, rivers and oceans—all join in the song. Know that your thoughts and actions are registered in the song and affect the stones, plants, mountains and all, for better or for worse.
Developing silence of the mind and from this place—deep gratitude is one of the most positive things you can do for Mother and all others in the song, especially those very sensitive and intelligent ones such as the whales and the dolphins.
Fear that comes from your head is an illusion. Fear that comes from your instincts is not. Learning to discern between the two will help in stilling your mind and being in the moment.
The song is most harmonious within an energy dance of love, compassion, tenderness, patience and cooperation. It is good to learn this dance with all beings with whom you interact, whether two-legged, four-legged, winged or finned ones, standing ones (trees), or stone people.
Come to understand your shadow self and make bringing it to consciousness to heal it part of the dance and celebration.
It is all just energy—money, time, your job, your play, your love. Choose to make it as positive as possible and lose the illusion of fear with this energy dynamic.
Love is the foremost energy. Mother loves you. You all evolved from love. Evolution is an act of love.
Know that perfection is an illusion. You are all the most beloved and delightfully flawed beings as two-leggeds and that is how it is meant to be—and it makes you all the more lovable.
Know and honor your Mother as you honor your Creator. And if you want to put an icon of me on an altar, that’s fun. But any other graven images are not needed.
Have fun! Life is a celebration! Life is an adventure!
The more you celebrate life, the more you help your Mother to heal all over the planet, and encourage the whales and dolphins and all others in the song to sing more harmoniously with you!

And here are my precepts:

Touch Mother everyday. Touch her skin, her earth. Let her healing energy come into you to calm you and heal you.
Do not gouge Mother’s skin or break into her bones.
Do not create compounds that will last longer than the very short-term out in nature.
Honor the forests and replant trees.
Honor the wetlands and restore them.
Do not waste.
Clean up your rooms. Big and small.
Live in community. All are part of the community. Everyone’s needs should be taken care of by the community. Share.
Listen with an open heart.
Speak with an open heart.
Be lean of judgment and speech.
Be open to the mystery that lies in people and the world around you.
Be compassionate with yourself.

Now, I’ll explain a little bit to help out here. I know that some of your smartest scientists have started to write about what they called Quantum Physics. I call it Sacred Energy, but never mind that. So everything has an energy field to it and there is a vibrational hum to these fields, but not too many of you can pick them up. But these fields exist and some of your two-legged equipment can pick them up.

I, as Earth Mother, also have a vibrational tone or hum. This is not the sound of an earthquake or lightning storm but a consistent hum. It’s not any human sound. Far from it. Your two-legged ears can’t hear it. It would be nice to think I could join a chorus with it, but now that I’m thinking about it, my tone is part of the universal chorus and the smaller group of humming planets from the solar system along with all the other planets, stars, asteroids, black holes, etc. in the universe. Not all of our sounds are pleasant to everyone but that’s okay.

There is also a collective vibration or set of sound waves that all of you two-leggeds give off. It used to be a lovely sound for thousands and thousands of years. But more recently, your sound has gotten rather … well … hard to take. There is so much anger and hatred and violence in it. It makes me so sad. Plus, it is really hurting the dolphins and whales, not to mention the other species children here—this sound that all of you two-leggeds are making together.

Now don’t get me wrong. Some of you, my beloved two-leggeds, are putting out a beautiful song as individuals. When some of you gather to meditate and still your minds, this is a beautiful sound for me. Or when there is a lovely drumming circle in the woods and you are all feeling so joyful with the beating of the drums together on the ground. Oh, that’s a lovely, lovely vibration that makes me so happy.

But not too many of you do that. Nor do you sing very often. You are all so serious. Then you go and watch movies of such violence, or play war videogames. I don’t understand this at all.

You all need to lighten up so much! Your life is meant to be one of celebration, singing, drumming, dancing. Growing food together. Singing to the plants to help them grow. Drumming to the moon. Sharing all of these beautiful foods together so everyone has food. Oh, I could go on and on. Definitely you need to have shelter and clothes and food, but to be so unhappy about making that all happen in your lives. How sad this is, for you and for me. For all the species. There is just so, so much fear in your lives.

This pains me and makes your song kind of hard to take. I love you all so much. I really do. This is perplexing to me that your society has taken the song to this place.

So, it’s getting on and the clouds are looking more threatening and I can’t stave off the rain forever. So let’s continue this conversation next time.

Thank you, Sarah … Thank you. I love you.

I love all of you buckets and buckets, oceans and oceans!

Message 4 – About Dying & Living

July 21, 2012October 17, 2013 by Mare Cromwell, posted in deep ecology, Divine Feminine, Earth, Earth Mother, ecospirituality, Gaia, Love, Mare Cromwell, Mother, Pachamama, Sacred Feminine

Mother: Sarah, good to see you! Once again we meet. I am loving, loving these visits. Hmmm… I think it is your turn again for a joke. Or even any sort of silliness. I absolutely love silliness.

Sarah: Okay, Mother. I’ve been playing around with limerick writing. I memorized one to share with you. Here goes. It’s called The Banana Limerick.

Bananas have three sections
For many a predilection.
Yummy for the tummy,
Don’t eat when strumming.
I prefer them over national elections.

Mother: Oh, Sarah, I love that! You probably didn’t know this but bananas are one of my most favorite designs in all my evolution work. The way they grow hanging in bunches from the banana trees—I love how that worked out. How you two-leggeds hold them and unpeel them in sections. Even the apes do that. It just makes me feel all tickled inside when I watch all of you enjoy them. Plus the fun foods that you cook up with them too. So, so creative!

Hmmm … as for national elections. Not my favorite thing at all. At all. All the mud-slinging. There are days when I feel like giving them some real mud-slinging. But I don’t … I don’t. I restrain myself.

Okay, Sarah, you can choose a topic today again. What would that be?

Sarah: Mother, I would like to know about death and dying. What really happens when you die?

Mother: Oh, this will be fun. Good question. Though I’d rather be calling this message about “Dying and Living.”

Sarah, when you die, you only die to this dimension, this physicality on Earth. When your body gives up the ghost—oh, those poor sad ghosts, never mind them right now—then your soul-body travels to another spiritual dimension and it all starts over again. You still exist in your soul-body then. You are just not on Earth, my glorious planet, anymore. You have moved on to another spiritual plane.

It’s a rather beautiful thing, dying, actually. Though most of you two-leggeds are so afraid of it. That makes me so sad.

Some of you two-leggeds are only starting to realize there are so many dimensions to the universe. When you die, there are spiritual beings that help you cross over to another dimension. When you get to that gathering place for souls who have just passed on, there is a big party. Loved ones you knew in life greet you and there is a big, big celebration. Of course, time does not mean anything over there, so the celebration lasts as long as it lasts.

When the festivities are over, you are guided to the Library of Souls to view your particular book. Some call this the Akashic Records. Your soul has a book for all of the lifetimes that you’ve lived. Everyone has a book. In that book are the records of all you did and said, your kindnesses, your not-so-kind moments. You review your life there and are given the opportunity to consider what you might do better next time. Then, after a period, usually about thirty years or so, you come back. You’re born into another body here.

But you’ve never really died, died, as in gone, gone.

You see, the Great Mystery is not only a Mystery with a capital “M” but is also the Great Recycler with a capital “R.” Your soul just goes and goes. What is it that you two-leggeds say about an Energizer Bunny? It just keeps on going and going. Though there aren’t any batteries in your soul to give out.

Your soul-body can get sort of dented, though, and need fixing. Many times life on the physical plane can be a school of hard knocks, and your soul-body can get damaged when you’ve experienced a lot of trauma. There are gifted healers who walk among you as two-leggeds, and they can help you recover from current or ancient trauma. It’s so lovely when you find a good healer and you feel so spanking beautiful and whole after visiting one of them. It may take a couple of visits though.

I love my healers so much, since they help to bring my two-leggeds’ soul-bodies back into a place of good alignment and wholeness. The song that you put out after this alignment is so sweet. It’s actually healing for me too, when this happens. Your song is in closer alignment with my song of love and joy and wholeness. It’s so lovely. So very lovely. It’s good when you two-leggeds can find one of these healers … good for you and good for me.

Most of you don’t know this, but it’s actually a huge treat for you as a soul to be living in the physical on this planet. Eating a cherry, tasting that sweetness. Jumping into a cold river or lake and feeling your body tingle all over with aliveness. You can do this only when you are physical on this planet. You can’t do these things when you’re in the spiritual realms.

Each of you was born with memories from previous lifetimes embedded in your soul. This is what motivates you to seek out certain hobbies or careers. Perhaps you were a musician beforehand, a gifted one. Child prodigies are children who were extremely gifted at whatever skill or aptitude they had in a previous lifetime. Those soul memories are not lost.

Your soul memories can also speak to some of the deepest challenges in your current lifetime. Maybe you died of an abortion in a previous lifetime because the ancient herbal knowledge that could have prevented your pregnancy was hard to access, and you had to seek out an abortion from someone unskilled in a dirty room in a dark alley. Something that traumatic becomes a soul memory in this lifetime, and you might not be so inclined to have a child since that horrific death memory is still there within you. You might even develop health issues over time in your womb-space because of the soul trauma. This is when you could seek out a gifted healer since this type of soul memory is a wound in your soul-body.

Or maybe you cut someone’s hand off in a past life and then are born without a hand in this lifetime. That happens. Or you’re terrified to get into a boat or even to swim because you drowned in a past life. So many different experiences that each of you carry into each lifetime. Rather fascinating, actually.

If you were completely healed and your soul-bodies were singing as brightly as they could, you would love your physicality and sensuality. That is part of the great gift of being born here in a body. You get to enjoy this body for as long as you are in it. Sometimes you have pains and health issues, and other times you are experiencing the gloriousness of your body with a partner or alone. I know the aches and pains do get a little harder when you get older. It’s part of the beautiful process of being alive.

Just as my dolphin children love their physicality and rub all over each other and make love all the time since it is such a joyful act for them, you two-leggeds could be doing this too. You could be enjoying your bodies and the incredible deliciousness of being in one that is capable of making love and tingling all over again and again. Responsibly though. Responsibly.

Many of you two-leggeds have been taught that it is a shameful thing to enjoy your bodies. You’ve gotten all warped about this and made the act of bringing yourself to a full bodily wave of tingles wrong. This just baffles me so much. Why would anyone ever want to stop you from enjoying your body, this beautiful body that has been made possible through my work and love, all of my evolution, along with the Great Mystery’s love too?

Some of these so-called rules that some of you learn in those buildings where you talk more about God or the Great Mystery than anywhere else really are not helpful.

Now, I do think some of the rules taught in those buildings are smart and good. This is true. It is good to learn how to forgive. It is not good to kill other two-leggeds willy-nilly. It’s good to be kind. Not good to steal.

But the rules about that one day, the Sabbath Day, being the only holy day in the week … I just don’t get this. Every day is a holy day. Every day is a day to be close to the Creator and me, your Earth Mother. Every day and every moment is a time to consider the Sacredness of your being alive as a soul-body here on my glorious, incredibly fun and delicious planet. I mean we have peaches and chocolate and fresh bananas here. This planet is amazingly delicious!

You know, what is it that you two-leggeds call it? The Ten Commandments? Next time, Sarah, I will give you Earth Mother’s Commandments. Though I’m not sure if it will be ten. I have to give this some thought between now and then.

Okay, I’ve got to run. You know it’s still a lovely day. I hope you go for a long walk in the woods after we part here in the Sacred Grove.

Love you!

Love all of you so much!

Message 3 – I’m Not Happy, But I’m Not Dying

July 12, 2012October 27, 2015 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.]

Mother: Hello, Sarah! Good to see you again. Yes, it is very good to see you again. I’m not sure whose turn it is to do a joke, so I’ll go ahead and do one. Heard a really good joke the other day down in New Zealand. “How does a penguin build its house?”

Sarah: Hmm … I didn’t know penguins had houses. I thought they collected stones for nests.

Mother: Well, you’re right. But let’s pretend they make houses.

Sarah: I have no clue.

Mother: Igloos it together! Get it? Igloo… chunks of ice!

Sarah: Oh, Mother…! You know your jokes are kind of corny. I like them. I do. But they are on the corny side.

Mother: Yeah, I know. I think I’m partial to the corny jokes. Alright, this is actually going to be a short lesson here in the Sacred Grove and then I want to go for a little stroll with you to show you some things.

Remember, I love you all so, so much. All this evolution around you and inside of you is an act of love between me and my work and the Great Mystery’s work. Please take this in. I love you all.

So, I need to set the record straight on something. I’ve been getting the drift that some of you two-leggeds think I’m going to die with all the environmental destruction, climate chaos, or global weirdness, as some of you call it.

I am not going to die.

Somehow you’ve gotten the notion that because some corners of me are being polluted with toxins or species are going extinct that I, your Earth Mother, your Earth, is going to go belly-up.

Well, first off, planets don’t go belly-up. We actually don’t have bellies. And that’s not what we do anyway. I will be alive as your Earth Mother consciousness for as long as this solar system exists.

When the solar system finally fizzles out and Earth along with the other planets go off into stardust, then I will go and have a vacation for a couple of million years. Then I’ll probably be assigned to another fledgling planet, to help nurse it along. Or I might do something else. I was assigned to this splendiferous planet way back, but my consciousness … who I am … may shift to being assigned to some other part of the universe later on. Way later on. But those topics are beyond the scope of this message.

So, no, I won’t die. Planet Earth will not die.

However, having said all that, many of my species babies have died or are in the middle of dying or being extirpated, a funny-sounding word that you two-leggeds have come up with in English. Extinction is forever when it comes to my species babies. It took me a very long time to bring those species into existence, so I’m none too happy about seeing them disappear in a snap. No, I’m not happy about that at all.

But it does give me great hope that so many of you love me. More and more of you are growing to love me more. And seeking to restore forests, and wetlands, and helping to heal certain corners of me. We just need a whole lot more of that going on and a lot less destruction, such as trees taken down and wetlands filled in.

You know I’m working on an evolutionary development for you two-leggeds, but it’s just taking too long. It’s something to do with an anti-greed vaccine, but I’m having a hard time getting the pharmaceuticals to support the research.

Just kidding! I don’t hang out with the pharmaceutical companies. I love the idea of an anti-greed vaccine, though.

Okay, so I promised you a short walk in the forest, Sarah. Let’s go!

Whereupon Mother grabbed Sarah’s hand, yanked her out of her wooden chair, and headed straight to the far corner of the Sacred Grove and into the surrounding woods.

Sarah, I want to take you outside the grove where we’re going to lie on our bellies and peer at the forest floor. In this body, I guess I do have a belly. How funny. Anyhow, we’re going to gently scratch around the forest duff a little, and I’m going to show you a few things.

Mother magically pulled out a beautiful wool blanket of many colors that was about six feet by eight feet from a hidden pocket in her outer skirt. Apologizing profusely to all the insects large and small on the forest floor there, she carefully spread the blanket out for them to lie on.

Sarah, so few of you do this. So few of you actually take the time to lie still on the ground and just watch the life around you. Especially on the forest floor. This makes me sad. I love it when you two-leggeds show interest in the animal and plant life around you. I especially love it when you talk with them, and give them love. They deserve love just as much as any two-legged or four-legged. Trees love to be loved up. They all adore that.

So, here. Look. See that little millipede? Watch their tiny little legs. So many of them. I was so proud of myself when I designed them. All those little legs. So cute.

And here’s a grub under this small piece of wood. Nice and fat and juicy, but we’ll put him back since it would be nice if he grew into an adult beetle unharmed.

There’s a small wasp over there. The kind that doesn’t sting, don’t worry. And under this small piece of wood are all sorts of little critters. I honestly can’t remember all their names in this very moment. I have so many babies and I know about all of them, but don’t ask me to list all the ones that are here right now. Some are so tiny you can’t see them. I can see them though. There are bacteria. Insect eggs. Plant spores. Mycorrhizae. Oh, so many, many babies, just right here in just one square inch.

And if we dig in the soil a little with this stick … need to move some leaf litter … let’s see. There’re some more beetles, different types. A pill-bug. Oh, there are billions and billions of bacteria, microbes, microscopic life here, just under this very blanket we’re lying on. Plus, you know what? Your two-legged scientists have not even discovered all of them! Right here in your country, in a forest that is only about thirty miles from some two-leggeds with all of those degrees at one of those university places,there are species they still don’t know about. I rather like it that I still have so many secrets.

Let’s look at the dirt. Most of you think dirt, or soil, is dead. Oh, no. Not at all. It’s so alive and beautiful, and everything in it is always feeding and being food for something else. Oh, yes, it’s such a dance of life, even here in the dirt.

Sarah, there will always be some wild corners like this alive on the planet. Always. I’m making sure of this.

Oh, I have so many, many secrets that the scientists have not discovered. So many. Most of them they won’t discover since their lens on the world and science is so limited.

Oh, but now I’m getting bugs up my skirt! They’re starting to crawl up on the blanket.

I love you guys too, but off my skirt! Don’t get all caught up there. No!

Sarah, I think that covers the message for the day. I don’t want to have to kill any of these buglies but some of them bite and I need to shake out my skirts and gather up my lovely pocket blanket.

We’ll see you next time. Mr. Tufts is waiting for you inside the Secret Grove again to lead you to your trail.

I love you! Love all of you!

Bring a good joke next time!

Message 2 – About the Environment, ah… Me

July 7, 2012May 28, 2021 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

July 7, 2012May 16, 2015 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!

June 29, 2012December 6, 2015 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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