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12/24 – 1/6 Gifting Gaia During the Holy-Days

by Mare Cromwell, posted in deep ecology, Divine Feminine, Earth, Earth Mother, ecospirituality, Gaia, Great Mother, Love, Messages from Mother, Mother, New World, Pachamama, Sacred Feminine, The Great Mother Bible

Gifting Gaia During the Holy-Days

(Yes, this is being posted after Christmas, but the Holy-Days will continue until 1/6. Personally, I’m finding this very rich. xoxox)

Some spiritual guidance from Mother Gaia during this auspicious time of the year – the Twelve Holy-Days (Dec 24th – Jan 6th). There is a powerful spiritual portal open to us during this time period to help us awaken more, and support us in birthing the New World coming in at this time.

1) Be still as much as you can.

2) Focus on simplicity in your affairs, your parties, your meals, your gifting.

3) Let this be a season of releasing, releasing, releasing, releasing the old ways that no longer serve you or me, Mother Gaia. This is not something that you do overnight, but feel the callings in your soul – body to come back to the Light and Love that is your true essence.

4) Create a list of ways that you can come Home to me more—your Planetary Caretaker, your true Mother here on this Sacred Planet that has loved you so much. Far beyond words is my Love for you! For instance—how can you consume less? How can you wean yourself and your family and community from fossil fuels? How can you Love the trees, the animals and the very food on your plate more? How can you love the very soil microbiota that contributed to growth of the food on your plate?

5) Think about your neighbors and how you might be able to help them out. Everyone is in need in some way. Maybe they just need a hug if they don’t need any gifts. Don’t push yourself on them but perhaps there are ways you can support them even if they are grumpy, unhappy people.

6) Listen within to that Divine Center within you that has many names in many religious traditions. If you can’t hear it, be gentle with yourself and just be still in whatever type of Sacred Place you can create. Candles help to create Sacred Space.

7) Take a break from the monkey-mind chatter from Social Media and go deeper. Allow the distractions to fall away to be still and remember how sacred and powerful you are.

8) Commit to serving the Highest Good for Divine Plan Alignment from that place of stillness.

9) Remember who you are. Who you truly are as beings of such Light and Love, beyond the drama, beyond the illusions, beyond the false Western Mind dreams that are manifesting so much fear and despair.

10) All of you can help shift the growing trauma on me, your Mother Gaia, by gifting me with these precepts above. All of you have hearts that can heal and forgiveness to manifest, and peace to cultivate deeply within. All of you. Tap into the Christ/Buddha/Krishna/White Buffalo Calf Woman Consciousness. Come Home to me … I am yearning for this.

I love you so, so, so much!
~ Mother Gaia

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Message 23 – Sweetness, Joy and Love, When You Still Your Minds.

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.]

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Oh, my dear ones, my beloved two-leggeds. How sweet some of you are becoming. You are taking in these powerful energies on Earth, on me, and you are growing and shifting so fast. All of these hearts opening up. All of this wisdom and compassion bubbling up, it is such joy for me to be experiencing all of your Love coming forth.

Ah, now to encourage you all to still your minds, all of those monkey-minds of yours. This would be so key. And to also pull you away from your computers and cellphones and all the other gizmos that you are all so addicted to.

If only you knew, if only you could feel the amount of joy there is outside in the forests, in the streams, in the barren places that you call wasteland such as deserts and wetlands. If only you could still yourselves enough to stand there and drink up the beautiful energies of these areas that are barely touched by you all. Even areas that have been touched and have regrown, they are filled with joy but they are healing so their joy is not so strong as the wilderness areas.

Oh, it would give me so much joy if all of you would go outside as much as you can and still your busy minds and tune into the sounds of the ducks scrabbling around for food on the muck of a pond. Or the sound of a few oak leaves scratching against each other in the cold winter breeze. Or maybe you could catch a glimpse of that large woodpecker that just landed in the tree above your head.

And as you’re tuning in and your mind ceases the chatter, you can begin to also feel all that Love there. The Love of the trees as they stand so still and hold up the sky. The Love of the breeze as it gently tosses some grass stalks to one side.

It is out there. And in you too. It is all there, all that Love, for you to tap into when you still those restless minds of chitchat thoughts and lists of grocery items that you forgot to get, or cogitate on how to speak to your two-legged lover about how you’d appreciate if he would talk more.

Just be still. It is all there. Love. Even from the lover two-legged who is not sure how to communicate what he wants to say. Love.

Oh, how I Love all of you. So, so much. As many colors in the feather of a peacock, my Love transcends and holds all that joy, for all of you.

Message 8 – About Facebook & Twit-Twitting

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: So, here we are again. Sarah, so nice to be with you again. I just love you so much and appreciate your doing this—meeting me here for these messages, and then sharing them out there in the world. Hmmm …. I think it’s your turn for a joke. Do you have a good one for me?

Sarah: Well, Mother, I knew you’d ask. So here it is: How long do chickens work?

Mother: Hmmm … as long as they live?

Sarah: Around the cluck!

Mother: That’s very cute. Very cute. Okay, next time it’s my turn for the joke. Now, let’s move on to our message today. I can’t be here overly long. Bear with me, but I’m going to choose the topic today. I’d like to talk about Facebook and Twitter and twit-twitting on those medium and small-sized boxes most of you spend far too much time in front of. I’m referring to your computers and cell phones and those not-very-smart phones.

I know you’re starting to realize I can be a little opinionated. When you are 4.8 billion years old, you’re allowed to get a little opinionated. I do try to keep my mind open. Don’t get me wrong. Believe it or not, I am still continuing to learn. You two-leggeds continue to teach me about a few things. The Great Mystery is still continuing to share some new things with me. It’s all good.

But. But. I’ve started to learn more about Facebook, this thing on your so-called Internet.

First of all, it’s a fascinating thing. Most of my two-legged children with access to those boxes called computers are connecting via electrons through cables and wires and even through sound waves. It’s very interesting, and I suppose mostly a good thing. Some of it … but not all. You see, I’m still trying to sort this out.

There is good sharing of ideas and news, I suppose.

I love that some of you have been making new friends across the world. Though I’m not sure what kind of friendships these really are. Maybe they are really more like warmish contacts. Not cold contacts. Those would be more dead, I guess. No, those of you active on the Internet are very much alive, blipping messages and short comments so fast that it’s spinning my energetic grids in a funny, weird way.

You see, that’s part of what’s hard for me. I know one of your religions talks about the ‘monkey mind.’ This is that hyperactive mind of a two-legged who can’t still his or her thoughts to calm him or herself deeply. I know you know what I’m talking about. Facebook and Twitter are like a global collective monkey mind, all jittery and nervous, that is ON all day and all night. But it’s not my mind that is all monkeyish. It’s all your minds combined into one huge mishmash that circles the planet in a frenetic pace, while I’m left in the middle looking for planetary-sized sedatives to take. But the Great Mystery does not hand those out.

My gosh, the gossiping! The games. The trolling of total strangers’ photos and messages. The quick responses without thinking much about what you are saying. The blip this, blip that. It’s a miracle any of you can focus on anything after spending time there. I think most ants have a longer attention span than most of you do after being online.

Then there is the carping. The negative comments. Some hateful comments. Some fights. You all don’t even know each other, and you’re allowing yourselves to get all worked up over silly comments?

Don’t you know all this is energy? Your thoughts are energy. The electrons shooting these messages are energy. What a dreadful song of dancing electrons you are putting out there, most of the time.

Well, not all of the time. This is true. Sometimes there is beauty and wisdom, and beautiful connections between some of my two-leggeds there, two-leggeds who wish to help me, your Mother. And some good jokes. I like the jokes a lot. Sometimes there are some very positive wavelengths that come through and this makes me happy. But those are so far and few between.

As for Twitter. Oh my. That makes Facebook look like real conversations, the way that you all tweet this and tweet that so fast. The energy behind these tweets is not so helpful in my work as your planetary caretaker. Do other two-leggeds really need to know all the stuff that you’re typing in there so fast? How did you all get so trivial and gossipy?

Then there is text messaging. It’s like Twitter to me. Many of you walk around holding those mini-box phones and typing in little messages. I fear you will get hit by a truck doing that. Plus, you’re missing out on the bird songs, the hawk that might be flying overhead or the geese migrating.

Maybe you all could take more breaks from those things? It used to be that two-leggeds would knit or crochet, or even do macramé in their spare time. Or whittle things. Or even read a book. Be productive. Whatever happened to those things?

I wish that I could shut the whole system—Facebook, Twitter, cellphone mini-boxes, even the Internet—down for the weekends, so I could have a break. Many of you take weekends away from your jobs, but planetary caretakers can’t take much of a break. Especially not me these days.

It would make me so happy if all of you took weekends off from the twitting, Facebooking, and even turned your computers off and spent time outside with me. And with my plants, four-leggeds, winged ones … all of my other creatures. I think you all have forgotten most of them.

There is this entire world that I have worked very hard on, very hard, just outside your doors—and most of you have tuned me out of your lives. It makes me so sad how much of my planet is paved over, dumped on, dug up, etc. Most of you have forgotten all the critters that existed there where you now drive or live or play golf. Naming your streets after the animals and trees that have disappeared just does not count.

If all the two-leggeds who used Facebook and Twitter and cellphones spent just as much time outside gardening or planting trees or picking up garbage as you spent on these gizmos, then maybe I would not complain so much.

I have not even brought up videogames, the ones where you are killing each other in these artificial worlds! Since when did you all get so focused on killing? Some of those games are even blowing up dolphins! Whatever happened to games outside where you honed your ability to hunt? Or to collect herbs for healing?

You don’t hear when I complain anyway. Well, some of you can hear. Very, very few. And those aren’t the ones doing all the messaging or twitting.

I love you all. I really do. I just want to drop some sense into you these days and remind you where you came from. Remind you how all my plants and other creatures live side by side with you, but you mostly ignore them.

A mother’s heart can get heavy. Very heavy. (Sigh …) But I find hope that many two-leggeds will be reading these messages once you get them out, Sarah.

What I would love to see all of you doing instead are activities such as playing the drum. Or singing. Or dancing. That would make me so happy. Or doing all three together outside on the bare ground, in bare feet. Ohhh … I love the way that it feels when my two-leggeds do that.

Okay, enough for now. I know, I’m opinionated. But if you all only knew how all of this feels to me … I know you’d have migraines if you were me.

I love you … all of you!

Now please turn off those contraptions!

So much love to you all!