“Knighted” and “Priestess-ed” in the Forest…

This is the lead piece in my newsletter that goes out shortly. Full newsletter here. Yes, this whole story is true. Being a mystic is a bit wild and humbling at times. xoxoxo

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Well… the ‘interesting’ adventures are only expanding. And my sense is that I’m not alone. A good number of us are being spiritually pushed to go deep and shed old “stuff” and experience rather remarkable mystical phenomena.

And I’m realizing that it’s time for me to start sharing these adventures more openly. For years I’ve kept these phenomena in my life rather quiet. “They are going to think I’m really weird.” “No one will talk with me or understand if I share…”

All of those shadow voices have hindered me from going public with most of the mystical experiences I’ve been having for a long time.

It’s time for me to get over this.

This week in particular, I needed to “get over it”. This past Monday was one of the worst days I’ve had in a long time. Let’s just say that I was spinning in some old wounded Mare stories that go way back, probably farther than I could even guess into past lives. And I lashed out at two close friends in ways that were not loving and healthy.

By late Monday afternoon, Mother Gaia boomed into my head that I had to go to the local mountain for ceremony. I had to stop this spinning and ridiculousness (my word, not hers) and go clear myself energetically, spiritually, even physically. Just get away from the desk, the computer, and email where I had been too trigger happy, to go clear myself.

So I went to the mountain with my smudge bowl and some tobacco. And after cranking up the smudge bowl into a gentle smoke, I sat on an old log and just listened. My mind started to still a bit and the monkeys that were spinning the negative thoughts exited left, finally. Monkeymind on off, finally!

Then I heard the spiritual instructions that I need to do a major shedding. A metaphysical shedding of this old wounded Mare that was no longer serving me at all. Victim Mare. Abandoned Mare. Hurt Mare and “it’s all everyone else’s fault” Mare. Sigh. Those Wounded Feminine sides of me – Mare.

I was guided to metaphysically peel off an energetic skin within my spirit body that was just outside my physical body. Literally peel it off down my torso, my arms and legs—even under my feet, and over my head. Finally I pulled the whole energetic skin of “Old Wounded Mare” completely off and balled it up in my hands.

“Now what?” I asked on the spirit planes. The instructions were to bury it. I did not have a shovel or trowel, and the ground was rather hard so I dug like a cat in the dried leaves and placed it on the dry dirt and then did what all good cats do—covered it up with a pile of dried leaves. Mother Gaia assured me that she was more than happy to transmute it.

It was a relief to do that but I sensed the ceremony was not yet over. I stood up feeling lighter and asked what was next. The response I heard was that it was time for me to be “knighted”.

“Knighted!? Who has a big sword here and I’ve never seen myself as a Knight, even though I love the movie ‘Monty Python and the Holy Grail’,” I answered.

But I was ready for whatever this was, and stood up straighter than I think I’ve ever stood there in the forest on the mountain, to experience a wash of energy come through me all the way to my feet and into the ground. As the energy wash calmed, I heard: “You are now a Priestess.”

Wow, a “Priestess”?!

In January of 2011, a gifted healer who could communicate with the Divine Mother (“Creatrix”, he called her) told me that she liked me a great deal and that I had the potential to become one of her Priestesses. I was humbled and yet confused at the same time. Frankly I was a bit of a mess having just walked away from the Cherokee teacher with whom I had apprenticed for 14 years. My life had revolved around her and I was in the midst of what felt like a very messy divorce emotionally.

Fast forward to this past Monday, and I receive an initiation into Priestesshood that evening that was completely unplanned—by me at least. “Mother has a Plan” has been my credo for some years now. And she’s working that Plan and me big time these days. Oh, my, yes!

A close and gifted friend informed me that it made sense to her that I would be “Knighted” and then initiated as a “Priestess” in that order. The reason for this is that I need to embody the Divine Masculine in me first to hold the sacred space for my Divine Feminine to be protected and emerge safely.

So … this is what happened to me this past Monday and I’m a shifted person. More empowered, centered, grounded, shadow voice mostly stilled. I’m present and rolling, honestly, rolling into some good fun stuff.  Most, most humbling and good.

Plus it’s been a busy week too. Did another video up on YouTube of a teaching from Mother (on Crop Circles). Been downloading messages from her constantly. New projects, new inspiration, co-creations guided by her. Yes, I have truly surrendered to serve her.

And how was YOUR week?

Hugs, hugs, bigLove to all,

Mare

 

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Mare’s Summer 2015 Newsletter

Phew… latest newsletter done. Chock-a-block… enjoy…
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Whoo-hoo! “The Great Mother Bible” efiles off to Printer!

Whoo-hoo!

“The Great Mother Bible” efiles are now in production mode at the printers.  Keeping fingers crossed that all goes smoothly and hard copies are in hand in early Feb. (Ebook is already available at your favorite ebook venues. Kindle. Nook. Smashwords. And other ebook venues.)

What a long strange trip this has been… you all don’t know the bulk of it. Oh, yeah… Let’s just say that you can’t make this stuff up–the adventures getting this book manuscript to this place. At some point I might start sharing them in some writing… perhaps.

Thanks to all the good friends who supported this journey. And it’s only just beginning… you know who you are…

love you!
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The Great Mother Bible Book Cover
The Great Mother Bible Book Cover

Granny, the Orca Matriarch – A Message

The Great Mother Bible is now available as an Ebook and hard copy on Amazon, and other ebook venues. If you’d like to order a personally autographed copy from Mare directly, go to her personal website.

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Sharing — to all the beautiful ones here.
— a Message from Granny, a matriarch Orca whale in the Salish Sea (thought to have been born in 1911), from a woman named Mary J. Getten, who has been communicating with Granny for some years and has a beautiful book out about their communications – and Granny’s msgs. (Most of this is excerpted into The Great Mother Bible thanks to the kind generosity of Mary J. Getten…)

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June 5, 2014

MG: Hi Granny, how are you doing?
Granny: I am fine, doing well.

MG: I saw some photos of you in the islands this week. In one you were breaching! You can still do that?

Granny: Yes of course. Even though I am old, I am not feeble. Orcas do not age like humans – we are vital yiqLLM7inuntil we are not, and then it usually is a fairly swift process until we leave our body behind.

MG: There was a ceremony on Orcas last weekend where they built a medicine wheel and said prayers and did blessings for the waters of the Salish Sea and all water. Were you aware of that and did you or the whales participate?

Granny: We were aware of this and sent our energy from afar. We were not in the area at the time, but as we were spoken about, it drew my attention and I tuned in to see what was happening. I observed a bright energy field moving out in all directions and penetrating into the water. It was filled with light and love. I was pleased to see this vision and looked forward to seeing how the waters felt when we returned, just a few days later.

The waters are feeling more vibrant and we thank everyone who helped in this effort. We have been celebrating this lovely energy field in the islands. Please continue to do this daily from wherever you are. It really does make a difference.

MG: Granny, tomorrow I am starting the global meditation movement that you suggested, to get people to send love and healing to the waters of the planet every day, even if just for a few minutes. We will start with a 30-minute meditation tomorrow on an International phone call. Is there something you would like me to say to these people?

Granny: Thank you for joining your hearts and energy fields to create a new vision on this planet. The whales and dolphins have been doing all we can to clean and clear the waters, but we need your help – we cannot do it alone. Every thought, every prayer, every blessing and every intention DOES make a difference. Hold the vision in your heart of clean, vibrant, healthy and full of life waters. See them sparkling in every corner of the world, for as the ocean sparkles, these waves of light and love spread across the land.
Everything is connected and as you influence one it affects another. So focus your healing energies upon the waters and as the water evaporates and moves over the land, it returns as rain and you will be raining blessings on the land and all it’s creatures, including you. You will be adding your healing energy to every square inch of this planet.
Love is the greatest power in this dimension. Use it to clean and heal everything that is physical, mental, emotional and spiritual. Use your power for good and good will find you. We are grateful for your help and your love. Blessings to all of you from the whales, dolphins and all cetaceans.

And Please, please watch this video… It will help Granny’s message sink in ever more, and more. It’s all Love. Evolution is an act of Love. We have gotten so far away from this in our Western World. But we can find our way back. Yes… do ceremony. Send love. Heal the thorns in your heart… yes… it’s all possible.

http://oceanandtheearth.wordpress.com/2014/07/01/ocean-and-earth-one-heartbeat-one-world-2/

Hugs, hugs, Big Love to all…

Mare

7/15/14 Message from Earth Mother – To Heal Our Waters, Her Blood

 

Message from Earth Mother

July 15, 2014

 

Oh, my children, my beloved children, I love you so much. Please will you send your love and gratitude to all the sacred waters that circle me? These waters are my blood. They course down the rivers to the ocean and throughout all my skin and bones, my rock layers. The whales, they call out to you from their beautiful hearts to ask you to send love and light to my waters. The dolphins call out to you. Your very cells call out to you to pray over my waters and send them so much love. My waters are sick all over the world. This is making my beautiful, beautiful creatures that live in the water sick. This is making you sick. You must stop contaminating me. Please send love and light. You don’t know how much that heals the water all over me. It helps to release the contamination in the most magical ways. Each day, before you take a sip of water, send love and light into that glass. Or at the water fountain. Even your morning coffee. Send love and light. I love you all so much, please do this for me. For the whales, the dolphins and all of your amazing cells too. I love you!

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Gunpowders Falls State Park. Photo (c) Tim Dicke. Thank you, Tim!

 

Message 13 – About a Joyful Future

[The first section of this blog is a book written by Gaia Communicator Mare Cromwell called Messages from Mother…. Earth Motherwhich 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.]

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Mother: Sarah, Sarah … Sarah. I am so loving these meetings with you in the Sacred Grove. You don’t know how much I look forward to them every week. It is so much fun to be chatting with you and sharing these messages. I did not tell you this before, but I’d been trying to find the right two-legged to be my messenger for a number of years. You were the one who kept on surfacing. So I kept an eye on you until it felt like the right time to appear to you. You are a very special two-legged, so pure of heart and intention. And you’ve always loved me. I know this.

Sarah: Gosh, Mother, those are such kind words. I’m not sure if I deserve all of that. I don’t feel that special at all. As a matter of fact, I had the hardest time getting up this morning because I offended another teacher at work yesterday. It was by mistake and I felt really awful about it.

Mother: Sarah, love, you are a flawed two-legged just like every other two-legged and so lovable. Don’t fret about what happened at work. You did not intend to be mean. There are two-leggeds out there who actually enjoy being mean. That’s not you. You are a beautiful person. You are—inside and out. Plus, you’ve always been deeply connected to me. From the moment you were a young girl running around outside playing in the woods and fields outside your family’s home.

Sarah: I never thought about it that way. I guess I have been.

Mother: Yes. Yes, indeed. So, this meeting today is going to be different. I’m going to take you on a journey. A journey into the future. This is going to be fun. What I want you to do is to come over here and scootch next to me here on this small bench. I’m going to hold your hand and off we’ll go! Don’t worry, we’ll be safe.

Sarah got up from her wooden chair and squeezed in beside Mother on the bench where Mother was sitting. The space was so tight that Sarah and Mother’s sides were pressed together. Sarah wanted to just snuggle right into Mother but resisted the temptation. She knew Mother wanted her to stay alert and present.

Okay, Sarah, I’m going to hold your hand and you just close your eyes and trust me. We’re going to go on a wonderful journey! I want you just to observe and I’ll explain things as we go, okay?

Before Sarah knew it, she was transported out of her body into a dream state that was more than just dreaming. Mother was next to her, grasping her hand as they zoomed through the air. They quickly left the forest, and before Sarah knew it, they were flying over very high mountains with glaciers that extended for a very long way. They swooped over forested valleys that sparkled with streams and rivers coursing through them and over more mountains. In one valley an eagle flew close and parallel to them. Sarah could feel its piercing gaze as they flew together. Then the eagle soared off. Hawks circled below them at several points. It felt as if they were flying across the world.

 

Finally they arrived at a large valley with several villages dotting it. Sarah could see the chimney smoke from high up as she and Mother made a silent circle over one village. Mother guided them to the ground on the outskirts of that village, beyond a pasture of cows and sheep. Goats grazed in another nearby field while chickens clucked next to a set of gardens behind several homes.

Mother: Sarah, we can stand here and observe this village. They can’t see us. They can’t even hear us. We have traveled to the future here and are in a different dimension from theirs. I want you to observe these two-leggeds and tell me what you notice. I know you can see they are living very differently from the way you live in your apartment in the city. Or the way other two-leggeds live outside the city, in those areas where all the houses look like little boxes.

Sarah: Yes, that is so true. Their homes are so simple and they are all round and seem to be made out of—is that woven material over wood? And how interesting that they’ve been able to make curved glass windows. Their clothes are more muted colors, none of the really bright reds or yellows or oranges that we have now. What I’m really noticing is how happy everyone looks. The children are running around, playing a game with sticks and what looks like hollowed gourds. I can’t figure the game out, but their laughter is so infectious. Oh, look! One of the children is running this way!

Mother: Do not worry, daughter, this little boy can’t see us. He’ll run right by us and will never know that we’re here.

The young boy ran within three feet of Sarah and right past her to grab some more sticks and then returned to the other children close to one of the homes.

Sarah: Mother, I think I see lights inside one of the homes? Could this be possible? I don’t see any electrical lines outside and yet it looks like a lamp inside?

Mother: Yes, Sarah, they do have lamps that work. But they’ve gotten smarter and don’t need to have an electrical grid based on breaking atoms or my precious coal layers to provide the electricity. Every home has a technology that creates electricity out of a vortex box in one side of the home. I can’t explain it exactly but they’ve been able to create these systems that naturally return to the soil after they stop working. They are so clean and silent and beautiful. I love them. These vortex boxes power their lights, their fans, their cold food storage, just about anything they need that requires energy.

I love what they are doing in these villages. They don’t rely on any materials from my skin and bones. They use the trees and plants and animal parts and their labs create beautiful things that all break down in time in a lovely way. Nothing toxic like the things your culture creates now. When they go out in the forest, they work with such reverence and kindness with the plant beings. It’s so beautiful. And it’s so peaceful here. These two-leggeds have learned from the mistakes of your time to leave the stuff in my bones—my rock layers—alone. Everything they are doing is coming from what they are finding in the woods and valley around them.

Let me share more with you about these villages, about aspects of them that are hard for you to see from here. These two-leggeds are very sensitive. Most of them talk psychically with each other all the time. They are very empathic too, and are constantly communicating with the plants that grow around their homes, their vegetables and flowers, as well as with their four-legged companions, the dogs, cats, sheep, etc. They recognize they are in relationship on the same level with all their four-leggeds.

But it’s not as if these two-leggeds chat all the time. Their minds are much more still than the minds of the two-leggeds in your culture. They are able to sit with a calm mind and tune into nature intelligences from miles away. They know when rainstorms are coming several days in advance, by standing outside and listening and feeling. Their more gifted ones are particularly able to do this. They are powerful healers and very, very wise souls.

There are no prisons here, Sarah. No jails even. Certainly there are some who struggle and sometimes violate the village codes. But instead of being sent to a jail, they are assigned to be with a gifted one to be healed. The gifted ones, when they need a break because they are exhausted from their healing and spiritual work, go on retreat to a sacred cluster of guesthouses along the edge of the forest way over to the north. There is a big spring that bubbles out of the rocks near the guesthouses. My energy is very powerful in that place, and the healers go there to replenish themselves and tune into the wisdom of the spring and rocks. The village people know that the space is sacred for the gifted ones only.

Ceremonies are held here often. Ceremony for the plants, the gardens, the harvest, the moons. When a baby is born. When someone passes over. When someone goes through a major healing and is born into a new phase in their life. There are ceremonies for all of these events. I love their ceremonies since there is so much fun and love and dancing, singing, drumming—all of it. It’s such a joy for me to come and visit them here. You see, I can travel here into the future anytime I want. I do this often to help me stay hopeful in the midst of all you two-leggeds are going through at this time.

One thing this village does not have is people who have the greed sickness. That was healed several generations ago. Whenever anyone starts to show any sign of hoarding or not sharing, they are immediately asked to go and sit with one of the gifted ones for some healings and teachings. What a relief to me that the greed sickness no longer prevails here.

Yes, everything is shared. Food is shared. Homes are even shared at times when someone is in need. No one goes hungry. No one is lacking. Everyone knows the community is watching out for them to make sure they get what they need—food, or warm blankets, or even hugs. They build homes together, and it’s amazing the systems they have. These homes go up fast with everyone cooperating and singing while they’re working. Sometimes they tell jokes too. Even corny ones. I love those corny jokes, as you know.

And I love how the elders are so active. They live with their children and grandchildren. They watch the young ones when the parents are gardening or working in the village craft centers. The smiles on these grandparents’ faces. Oh, it makes me all tickled inside, seeing how happy they are. And you know what? These elders live until they are into their 120’s or so.

When an elder or anyone takes sick, they go to another part of the village, a cluster of cottages where they are treated by special gifted ones with the most powerful healing abilities and knowledge of herbs. It’s all done with such love and kindness. So beautiful.

Sure, there are times when some two-legged might get upset or angry or have a bad day, but these bursts of emotion are short-lived since they are surrounded by such love. They are supported in healing through their moment’s pain so quickly.

When there are decisions to be made that involve the whole village, they come together in a circle with specially selected women and men, elders and teenagers. All viewpoints are heard and weighed. These two-leggeds are good listeners since their minds are so still. It’s fun to watch these meetings and see how they move from voice to voice to take all the wisdom into a sacred container to distill it all into decisions that serve them all.

What is most remarkable is how they perceive time. They trust there is time for everything and that all will be taken care of in the right time. That great fear of a limited resource called time does not exist there. Some of them, the gifted ones, even know how to bend time.

Sarah, this is the future. Your culture, believe it or not, is evolving toward this.

I only wish that I could snap my fingers and take you there in a millisecond. But your culture has to work through its growing pains to finally arrive at this place, these beautiful sets of villages in clusters around the planet.

Come, it’s time for us return to the Sacred Grove now.

Before Sarah knew it they were back in the Sacred Grove. She settled back into her body as if she had been in a dream. Yet part of her yearned to fly some more and visit more of these magical villages of the future. And soar with the eagle over the pristine valleys. It was so beautiful and peaceful. 

Mother: Sarah, I have just taken you to see the future. I need you to write about these villages. I need you to share what you have just seen so the two-leggeds of today can see that glimmer of potential and hope beyond the chaos that is rampant in your world today. I know it’s my world too, but your lives are so short. This is really your two-legged world that is cracking open to birth a new world. That is what your rather crazed wink in time is going through right now. My world, my planet is going to make it just fine through this very, very short-term bumpiness. I’m continuing to tweak some species with their next evolutionary phase. I’ll be working with the Thunderbeings and elementals. And the earthquakes and volcanoes. I’m fine, though taking a little bruising—it is true.

The hardest challenge for all of you today is finding hope in the midst of the turbulence. Sarah, this is one of the most important messages for you to share. You two-leggeds need the hope.

Know that each person who reads your messages, Sarah, will be seeded with this vision of hope. They will be the ones to take leadership in a variety of ways to help bring this future in reality. There will be many who won’t read your messages, and they won’t be seeded. But that is okay. Not everyone is meant to be seeded.

I will help you get these messages out. I’ll be working in mysterious ways to help you get these published and out into people’s hands. Don’t worry about that. I know you’ve never written a book before. Don’t worry.

One more thing … Sarah, this will be our last message for now. I need you to work on polishing all the messages I’ve given you and sending them off to be published. Once you’ve done that, there may be more messages later. I need you to stay focused on printing these up and spreading the seeds of hope for the future. The seeds of love and connection with me, for the future.

Sarah: Oh, Mother, please don’t stop the messages while I’m working on the book and polishing these other ones up! Please! I’ve come to love these visits with you in the Sacred Grove so much. I’ve loved Mr. Tufts and how he waits for me on the trail to bring me here and take me back. I can’t imagine stopping these meetings.

Mother: Sarah, I will always be with you. I’ve always been with you—since you were born, actually. Don’t worry. I’ll visit you in your dreams. There is a good chance that we’ll have more meetings here too. Mr. Tufts is not planning to retire from his job. He has already informed me of that. But right now you need to focus on getting this book out. Now, don’t cry. Remember, I will always be with you. Always.

Mother stood up and pulled Sarah to her and held her as Sarah started sobbing. She held Sarah for a long time until Sarah calmed down, exhaling softly into Mother’s chest for a while. Then she gently pulled back from Sarah and looked at her.

Mother: Sarah, I have just seeded you and healed your heart more deeply than before. You are a messenger for the future. For the unborn two-leggeds of the future. For all of my children of the future, four-legged children, six-legged, finned ones, winged ones, standing ones, all of them. Your work with these messages is important. Here, let me give you one more hug. Then I need to be off. But I will visit you in your dreams. I promise I will. Often.

Mother gave Sarah one more deep embrace and then touched her hand to Sarah’s heart again.

Mother: Such a beautiful pure soul you are, Sarah. I love you so much.

Okay, I’ve got to head off. Remember, I will be visiting you. So much love, so much love to you. And to all of my two-leggeds. So much love!

With a final twinkle in her eye, Mother turned, walked to the edge of the Sacred Grove and disappeared. Once again, Mr. Tufts magically appeared at Sarah’s feet to take her back to the trail in the forest. Sarah was surprised at how uplifted she felt. She thought she’d feel despairing about leaving Mother and the Sacred Grove, not knowing if she’d ever come back again. Instead, she felt buoyant and excited and started to brainstorm about how she would schedule her time to get the messages together quickly into book form.

Before she knew it she was at the trail. Mr. Tufts actually gave her a little wink before he turned and disappeared too.

Alone, Sarah hiked back to her car, pondering on her dreamtime and how she knew Mother would be visiting her there. Maybe Mother might even bring some more corny jokes to dreamtime. Sarah smiled at that thought. She’d look forward to more of Mother’s jokes—as bad as they could be—even in her dreams. Now on to the book!