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. ;~)
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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!