A Healing from the Spiritual Grandmothers & Singing with the Whales – A Journey

April 7th, 2015

This morning was rather profound. I set up a new altar to Kuan Yin in my space. It has the four cardinal directions made up of rose quartz stones, embodying the sacred feminine energies of compassion and kindness. And then a collection of stones from this area where I’m living, along with some stones from sister-friends and other sacred sources in concentric circles around Kuan Yin. The different colors in the altar are rather lovely.

After setting it up and activating it with prayer and asking the stones to blend their energies, I was guided to do a spiritual journey with the whales. Seems that the humpbacks have taken me under their wing, though other whales may invite me in the future.

The whales took me deep into the ocean–very, very deep. From there they ushered me to the spiritual council of grandmothers who sit in the heart of Earth Mother. There are thirteen of them there and they are so wise and compassionate and knowledgeable, it is truly such a powerful blessing to spend time with them. To even be invited to be in their presence feels so humbling and, well, incredible.

The spiritual grandmothers had me join them in their circle. First I was sitting side-by-side with them as they spoke with me about this call for The Mother to be felt and experienced by all. They want all of us humans to come home to Mother. We used to know this experience of home viscerally and those were the days of balance and wholeness in our lives and communities.

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Then they invited me to lie in the middle of them for a healing. They ran their hands over my body, pulling the sorrow that overwhelms me at times out, from my wombspace down my legs and out my feet. My health is still not 100% from the lymphoma I was diagnosed with some years ago and they took their hands and pulled the toxic energies from me that have been causing my sickness.

They worked on my heart also and lovingly pulled out some darkness there that has been blocking me from knowing and trusting what romantic soul twin love could be like. Once they were finished, I just lay there in their center feeling so light and full of goodness and wholeness. A quiet joy that permeated throughout me.

Once I got up from the center they invited me to come back often and assured me they are always there for me. Always. They want me to share wisdom from them to the world. I bowed to each one of them and then hugged them, whereupon the whales escorted me out.

Once I was with the whales, they invited me to spend some time swimming with them, and then to sing with them. I actually felt my throat chakra opening up as I joined in song with them to send this beautiful spiritual energy the grandmothers had blessed me with out into the ocean also. A song that traveled through the waters of the world in partnership with the whales songs of strong healing energies.

Then the whales brought me back to my room with Kuan Yin’s energy basking through the space.

What a gift… a deeply humbling gift to be able to experience this.

Thank you, Mother — Great Mother. Thank you, beautiful whales. Thank you, Spiritual Grandmothers. Thank you.

xoxoxo – mare

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(c) Jem Cresswell
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The Humpback Whales’ Songs and Spiritual Work off Hawaii

A good friend posted this video about the humpback whales singing off the coast of the Big Island in Hawaii on to my Facebook page. I watched it and tuned in… and this is the info that I received to share at this time about the whales and their songs:

… what the whales are doing are their spiritual work in the ocean there… this is how the frequency/vibration of their songs is helping to keep the spiritual waves in the ocean of high integrity. Of as pure a resonance as they can, given all the contamination in the ocean of nuclear waste, naval sonar, and other human contamination. This is where Granny the orca whale off the coast of WA and Vancouver waters… her communications with the animal communicator (gifted one) Mary J. Getten, are so significant.

The whales play a very important role in the oceans across the globe with their spiritual work via their songs. Scientists will never get this until they start talking with the Animal communicators… The good news is that many folks not constrained by the strict (and restricting) scientific methods are starting to wake up and understand.

I can’t tell you exactly what their songs are saying… would really need to tune in on that level and am being told that is not where my energy needs to go a this point in time. But definitely, this is an ancient, ancient set of songs that reverberate off the ocean floor there and the Big Island of Hawaii to resonate across hundreds and hundreds of miles across the ocean to be part of the vast energetic matrix of light and love energy the whales continue to put forth into the waters of the world.

What the whales are waiting for is us Two-Leggeds to wake up and start to send our Love and Light, along with ceasing the contamination, to help heal the waters around the world. The whales can only do so much. We humans have to join them to really bring about this healing… And the dolphins are waiting too, in addition to all the love and light from their songs too…
Water ceremonies, thanking our waters everyday… sending love and light, even when you flush your toilet, take a shower, drink from a glass… all of these count.

hugs, big love… love and light to our cetacean family members… of whales and dolphins and so much more.     – mare

Message 8 – About Facebook & Twit-Twitting

[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!