Be Peace, My Children – Message from Mother, Nov 18, 2015

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[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 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’s Message to the World

November 18, 2015

Oh, my children, my beloveds, know that you are living in times of great shifting. Know that a New World is being born of a much higher set of frequencies at this time. The energies are rolling into me and across me to manifest this more and more.

It is time for you to heal your darkest emotional patterns, and your wounded inner child. It is time for you to come to love yourself in ways that you might never have thought possible. The deeper the love you have for yourself, and self-forgiveness, the greater calm joy you will be bringing forth in your life.

As you raise up this calm joy from a place of stillness and acceptance, the more you will be a beacon of healing energy for others around you. This is so needed in these times. More healers and less reactionaries.

Know that your semblance of being in control is only an illusion. Your little stories in your beautiful minds of how you would like your reality to be, or another to act, or circumstances to be different are your fiction. These are not serving you nor I nor others around you when you become so attached to them.

There are so many forces at place in all of your situations. There is a dance of physical and spiritual influences behind all actions and reactions. For instance, if a good friend is dying, how does it serve for you to become angry when Spirit, along with that person’s higher self, has made the decision to take that soul back home? This person’s death is not about you and your needs. It is about his or her spiritual journey woven within a vastly complex web of wisdom that only those on the astral planes truly understand.

Be at peace with these things, my children. Be at peace with all the great tragedies splattered across the world. Yes, there are great wrongs playing out but to react to them with more chaos within yourself does not serve. As best as you can, cultivate your inner peace and calm and know that great forces are at play here. Some of these forces would love to pull you into the drama and have you spin in your emotions. Resist them.

This is not to say that you should not seek a higher justice in these dramas. Just that it is important for you to come from a place of peace within yourself in doing this. I love my activists, my good-hearted police-persons and more, when they come from a place of peace within themselves, especially.

Know how much I love you. Know how much your ancestors love you and your spiritual guardians and Creation love you. Breathe this love in. Drink this love in. Feel the love of the trees and waters around you. Or the dry land of the arid region. These are all infused with so much love from myself and Creation. Give your sorrow, your frustrations, your pain to me. I can take it all and transmute it. I am here for you. Please come back to the remembering of the sacredness and Love.

Yes, these are somewhat intense times. Dance to release your frustrations, your fears. Hug each other. And hug again and again. Hold space around those in pain and let them feel your love. You can remind them of my love.

Pray, Pray. Prayer is so beautiful. It ripples across me in ways that tickle me greatly, especially when the prayers are for the highest good of all. Pray for peace in the world and within yourselves.

But more than anything, know that you are not in control. It is useless to think you are. Seek to do the highest good and come to peace, peace, peace, peace. That is how you can help yourself, your family and all of us, including me. Come to peace. And compassion.

Compassion. It is a good word. It is a good feeling to invoke. May all of you come to know compassion on its deepest, deepest levels. It only gets more and more beautiful when you do.

Thank you,
Thank you,
Thank you,
Thank you.

I love you all so, so, so, so much!

 

July 13, 2015 – Message from Mother – Love your Wounded Inner Child

[Whoa… am working very closely with Mother these days…. it’s amazing and daunting, and really good… This just came in this morning.]
A note to all from Mother:

My beloveds… I love you all so, so much. Know that these are the times of Great Change and the energies are accelerating. These are the times to go deeper and deeper and do your inner work, your wounded inner child work. With love. With compassion… with kindness toward yourself. With beautiful, beautiful kindness toward yourself. I love you so, so much… I send you kindness too, and so much more Quantum Divine Love, more than you could ever fathom. Creation sends you Quantum Divine Love… Please open yourselves up to this… it will help you greatly.

Be careful of your time on social media. There are such powerful collective energies circulating here that will pull you into a spin and not be helpful. My sensitives know what I’m talking about here. Every word, every emotion expressed here on FB or Twitter has a resonance that touches each of you, in subtle and powerful ways that is not overly helpful in my view … as so many of you are sending out anger, frustration, even hatred here. Or Twitter … Or you humans are sending this out in your life in general.

Be kind to yourselves… and look at what is being triggered within you. These are the times of healing the wounded inner child within… gently, compassionately… and deeply. These are the times of the Spiritual Warriors doing this work, and all of you have the capacity to be a Spiritual Warrior. All of you… whether you realize it or not. I love all of you so much.

Pray. Meditate. Go stand outside barefoot and give me, Mother, your tension, your sorrow, your anger, your frustration. Drop them down into the center of the Earth. I can compost all of that and more. Believe me, I can. Please don’t direct it out at others. Or share it so willy-nilly via your keyboard on social media. It only amps the global emotional spin up and sends others reeling.

I love you all… These are beautiful times. Amazing times… A New World is being born now, and it will be so glorious. And all of you can help birth it… all of you. Release the thorns from your hearts… gently… with kindness. And if you need a lot of chocolate to support you, go for it. Or hugs. Or a sister or brother friend… to listen to you. Seek them out. This is not the time to be alone all the time and just stew in your fears. Yes, being alone at times is good. And needed. But you all need each other these days… in community, in support of each other, on so many levels. In beautiful, beautiful ways… you can weave your energies together to serve the highest good. These are the times…

I will share more later…

I love you… more than you can ever know. So much more… So, so much love… !

image courtesy of the circulating library on FB.  ;~)
image courtesy of the circulating library on FB. ;~)

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

On Suffering is Not Necessary to Grow Spiritually – Excerpt “The Great Mother Bible”. 3/4/14

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: http://www.marecromwell.com.

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Mother: I need to talk about this idea that suffering by choice is a path of living. Somehow a while back some ideas were seeded into you two-leggeds that you need to flog yourself either physically or emotionally and this was a good thing. This idea took hold and let’s just say that the song on my planet went down a few notches when this really started to become habitual for you.

This prevalent belief that you are supposed to toil and each day needs to involve some struggle is flawed. Some of you through the centuries wore hairshirts as a bizarre way of reaching the Divine. Why would the Creator/God/Allah ever want someone to suffer as a way of prayer? Then there was self-flagellation. Oh, my, I cringed when I saw what some of these humans were doing as an act of getting closer to their version of God.

Life is supposed to be about celebrating each and every moment as a dance of joy. It’s amazing to be in the body you’ve been given here on me. This splendiferous body where you can dance, touch, walk the ground barefoot in communion with me, have an orgasm of joy ripple up and down your body, and eat chocolate. Peaches. Cherries. Passionfruit. Oh, passionfruit! That’s the thing,WomanGlowEarth you’re supposed to be living passionately, compassionately, in full abundance of energy and … and … somehow this understanding got lost.

Even one of your Catholic saints wrote: “The glory of God is man fully alive.” Some of these saints were spot-on. I loved St. Francis of Assissi. Anyway—alive with joy, with giving, with compassion for all around you including all the four-leggeds, six-leggeds, winged ones and more. Alive with the knowledge that waking up in the morning and sucking air is a miracle along with having delicious food from the local trees and other plants and more.

Alive with gratitude for the Great Father and me and all the other unseen spiritual forces that surround you with love each and every moment all day long and into the night and then the next day. Alive with gratitude for fire even! The fire that warms you, cooks your food, gives you hope of great spiritual connection to the great magic and mystery of life here on me. And if it’s not fire, then your electricity. Taking this love in and giving it back out. To me. To Creator. To your pet, your partner, your colleague at work…

Message 24 – Stories, the Stories…You Know, They Are Not All True.

[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.]

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Oh my most loved, beloved, beloved two-leggeds, how I adore you all so, so much. I just want to hug each and every one of you everyday. I do!

Today I want to talk about stories. Not stories that I could tell since there are a whole lot of those that could fill several thousand libraries and more. I love those stories about how I nudge evolution along with Creator, and what happened to the dinosaurs. So many stories, but that is not what I want to talk about today.

No, I want to talk about the stories of your culture, and the stories in your head that are not true about 99.999999% of the time.

Let’s start with the big overarching story of your culture, the culture that buys Coca-Cola amongst other stuff in your stores. Ha! Story … Stores … seems to be a theme here …

So this big story is that everyone needs to compete. Think about that. Were you all really born to have this race through your life to see who gets the most toys or Coca-Cola by the time you die?

As your Mother, let me tell you the answer is NO. But so many of you—most of you—bought into that story since your kindergarden got you started on that slippery slope of comparing yourself to others where only one kid could be at the top of the class, while the rest of you were inferior to that one kid. And the competition was off and running.

Then there are your job places where one two-legged at the top has cases and cases of Coca-Cola and the two-leggeds sorting mail have only one Coke. Everyone compares themselves and most two-leggeds go home with some dark cloud over their head since their Coke collection is so puny.

This makes me so sad since the truth is that you all live in community. You always have and you always will be living in community.  Another truth is a community not based on your culture’s story but a healthy one sees all as gifted—in different ways—and makes sure that all have food, and shelter and clothing and time to celebrate and time to mourn, all together. No one gets the failing grade in class. And no one is out on the street holding a tin cup trying to scrounge some coins to buy a coffee in below-freezing weather and praying some hidden alley corner with some cardboard will provide enough shelter to survive the winter night.

Everyone gets the same amount of Coca-Cola and it is all shared. Argh. Forget about Coke. Rots your teeth anyway. And all that acid and sugar in your system makes you sick too. Let’s get rid of the Coca-Cola.

Sigh.

So there is that story that is not true.

Then, there are all the stories in your heads that are incessant and telling you that you are not good enough, or that other two-legged is really mean and you’ve been victimized by them. Or since you woke up on the wrong side of the bed then it’s going to be a bad day.

Oh, my beloved two-leggeds, you are so lovable. And I am so entertained by all of the stories that rattle around in your head. Some of them are so amazing. But the thing is: I know they are stories but you don’t. You believe all of them as truth.

The truth is that you are incredibly divine, all of you. And you are loved SO MUCH by Creator and Me, your Mother. AND… get this… there is so much mystery that is at play all the time between you and others, that to think you have the whole ‘story’ about why that person treated you in that way that was hurtful is kind of arrogant.

You two-leggeds are all belovedly wounded. All of you. From past-lives, from this life. All the layers of experiences that have triggered you and you have not healed from. So you act out of those wounded places in your soul, in your heart, and your actions and sometimes hurt others. And the others then don’t understand and it triggers their woundedness or gives them a whole new wound. And the domino game is on … because most of you take the victim road and feed your wounds with your stories.

Gosh, I hope this is making sense.

But, but, but… when you stop for a moment and realize perhaps that other person was so wounded and hurt because of the mysteries within them, and that’s what motivated them to call you ‘mean’ or leave you a nasty phone call … AND you choose to not take any of it personally but instead feel compassion for their pain, you’ve stopped the domino game. More that that, you’ve started to pump healing energy into the world. Your compassion can help heal that other two-legged.

Because that is what it is all about, my beloved two-leggeds. Your journey here as a two-legged in this earthwalk is to heal. Heal your wounds, cultivate your GodSpace/CreatorSpace and live in Community. TaDa!

Community! It’s a glorious thing. It is.

And then there are all the four-leggeds, six-leggeds, winged ones, finned ones, and on and on. They are waiting for you all to remember Community too. Since… they are part of your Community too!  TaDa, TaDa!

I need a drum roll here. Please.

I love you all, oh, rivers and rivers and rivers and rivers of GREAT Love!

Talk again soon.

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

[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!