Great things were borne through Gaia ..

A friend posted this letter from Gaia. It was meaningful to me. But there is more I feel that is unsaid.

A letter from Gaia

Listen to me when I tell you, I am Gaia, Your Mother; Earth

In the Lunar days I gave birth to you. As fragments of stardust I nurtured you deep within my womb until the day came for you to enter my world.

The Lunar years were many moons ago now. Together we grew, learnt and evolved.

In partnership we worked in harmony alongside the sun and the moon.
You respected and honoured my body, my soul, my spirit and in return I supplied you with all that you desired.

You believed in me and your faith was unshakable. You worked with my seasons and you gave thanks to my Gods, for you understood that my Gods were not tied to any Religion.

We were so happy together.

But then gradually as centuries came and went, the tides began to change. You started to lose your faith, your desires turned to greed, you began searching until one day you woke up and forgot what you were searching for.

The Magic was lost and as man and woman turned onto one another and looked upon each other as a threat; our feminine and masculine energies separated. The sun & moon, the sky, the sea the rivers the mountains, the hills and the valleys they too became disjointed, disconnected from my lifeline, My Love. Instead you replaced those empty voids with hatred and fear and you react with violence and abuse not realising that I need you all as much as you need me for our survival.

And now we find ourselves here. I am bruised and battered and I am tired of your battles, I am close to the edge and yet still you persist.

I am weary of your darkness, it is heavy and I cannot carry the load for much longer.

But through the tears that I weep, I see Beings of light. At first it was weak, a faint flicker in the abyss, but I fill with pride when I see you have been getting stronger, building in numbers. You are awakening from a deep slumber my dear children.
Don’t be afraid. Many of you are summoning help and help has arrived. Just trust and keep following the light. It is soon to be my time to rest and to heal.
You must set to work now, with a sense of urgency and with Love in your hearts, Now that you understand that I am you and you are me.
We Are Love and together reunited once again, we shall raise our vibrations. You already are. Don’t give up.
I love you.

Your Loving Mother
Earth

 

My co-creator Gaia,

I am concerned. With this flicker of light that is growing within me, I fear that people are still running, afraid and untrusting.

I see that you Gaia are making changes and some of the fruits that you bear in abundance, are beginning to diminish. And we people have forgotten that it is you that are all powerful. That it is you who provides.

I witness a frantic desire in the brilliance of a lesser number of minds, seemingly chasing that abundance in a fearful effor tot provide for an ever demanding, ever increasing community.

People want for so much and have reaped rewards far greater than their needs I feel. I sense though a slight shift amongst some. Reality is dawning. Abundance is not to be taken for granted.  Gaia, you gave freely and now you are taking back the priviledges you once afforded us. I smile, yet also fall foul of these very human traits. I llinger also in the sense that it's probably not within my lifetime.

I heed your warning but have so much to learn to live this reality. You are trying to tell us. Gently your voice falls upon us. Yet still harshly the people roar back with their protestations. Fracking, drilling, extracting, raping these soils.

We have the signs from you; the bees, the butterflies, the shifting seasons are but a few.

Gaia please forgive us for we truly know not what we do. I fear that it will not cease here. That you will have to further withdraw and retreat. I sense you weeping. Yet it seems to me this was always the trajectory, so perhaps your tears are for the ungracious and ungrateful.

It will come to an end, in your time, without any possible means for the clever ones to stall you still further. I watch with wry amusement amidst my clutter and continue to accumulate, for what I do not know. It is a desire to be close and yet rapes.

All that I have belongs not to me but to you. My very deepest thanks to you Gaia, mother.

Of mere being