My yearning… Blissing with the Earth

Today I was inspired to respond to a posting on the <allspirit@yahoogroups.com> listserv. It seems there are many Rumi devotees there and others who seek the mystical union with the divine, a divine that is beyond this planet and burns through you to the mystical fire of emptiness (so described in this poem).

It saddens me that there is not so much poetry or mystical writing about the bliss of feeling at one with nature and connected with the Divine Earth Mother… for this is what I feel so called to do.. so I responded below Tom’s poem… below…

Re: Truth Is Like Fire

Posted by: “Tommy.x.”

Tue Nov 16, 2010 5:31 am (PST)

Here

in the ember’s glow

It burns away my life until I cease to be,

and I am gone

into the vastness of the mystery,

and I am lost

in It’s eternity,

no recollection of what they thought was me,

all they will see

are empty pages where I used to be.

Tom.

mare:

Thank you for such beautiful wisdom…

I yearn to burn into that fire, yet wish for it, instead, to be a melding into an ancient tree with roots so deep that they source the old old wisdom of this very amazing planet… That is the bliss that I seek, to feel the joy of photosynthesis charging through my blood and know that the very leaves of such prehistoric plants as ferns etc are one with me and my blood… My bones, my heart.  This is what I seek… And catch rare glimpses of it when I’m sitting on the ground and my hands are in the dirt and I look up and the trees are glowing around me. Singing their song to my soul and I sing back. Ah….

Love to you all
m

About Mare Cromwell

Referred to as “The Voice of Earth Mother” by a gifted Shoshone elder, Mare Cromwell is a multi-award-winning author, Medicine woman/Lightworker and healer. She has also been told by another gifted elder that her work with Earth Mother is in the prophecies. Her books include: "The Great Mother Bible"; "Messages from Mother.... Earth Mother"; and "If I gave you God’s phone number.... Searching for Spirituality in America". She has studied with Native American teachers for twenty-one years and sat on the World Council for Wisdom Gatherings for three years. Mare leads workshops on our Sacred Planet-Earth Mother, Womb Wisdom and Sacred Silliness and more. She is the visionary and producer of the 1000 Goddesses Gathering in Washington DC. Mare loves to be involved in Ceremony. She is also a former worm herder. She calls Western Maryland home. www.marecromwell.com
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3 Responses to My yearning… Blissing with the Earth

  1. Ah… so I wrote that entry into the listserv and then this morning found this longish message back to me… I kinda need to hear this since this has been a tough tough week for me…

    From: “Tommy X”

    M, dearest darling Mare,

    please do not think I am being a know it all, please, but all the things we pine for, like Rumi’s reed plucked from the reed-bed and wailing for return, the heart will tell us without a shadow of doubt that the roots of that Ancient World Tree meander their quivering way through the marrow of our deepest bones, inseparable from what and who we are. The moth, its ever closer spinning journey around the flame in which it perishes, just as we, who also must allow the body to perish in order to recognise that which we have always been, never, ever separated from.

    The fire, the Ancient Tree, the wisdom, the source, the bliss, the blood, leaves, plants, ferns, and one’s very heart are not different from each other, they are one and the same, there is only one Self, and all is that, we are, each and every one, the Self.

    And you, you are the most beautiful thing in the cosmos, you are the golden light of the sun, the silver shimmering sheen of the moon, every star in the dark firmament is that which you are, and there is no call to seek that which you are, for the yearning and the longing is ended, you are nothing more, nothing less than the wanderer, the journey she takes and the goal that she seeks.

    Nothing is separate, all things are One, there is no other.

    Forgive me my grammar, it lacks correct articulation, and lucid expression, but ‘who cares.’

    Tommy.x. LOVE.

  2. sent back to Tommy X and the listserv just now:

    Tommy — yes… You are right…

    It is interesting that in studying with a Cherokee medicine woman as long as I have…teachings about “oneness” and such terms do not arise. It’s a different worldview to some degree and different terms, And connection with spirit is the key… Tuning in and connecting to Earth Mother… Yet, she is part of the One. (And connecting with Creator too, as Earth Mother is a part of Creator also… Yet She is our planetary caretaker and a consciousness of Her own right also, as I’ve been taught).

    As I am also part of the One… It is true…. Your wise words and those of other wise ones here and elsewhere are a reminder to me to cut through the sense of separateness and just fall into the bliss of Oneness again and again… Why is it so scary to do that though? Why? I ask myself this and don’t have an answer other than maybe it is scary to experience that much love and bliss? It opens one up to feeling so so much harshness, pain and sorrow when one lapses away from the bliss? I vacillate between that connection and then disconnection and it can be excruciating.

    Years ago, I was in such deep depression and had fallen into sobbing one night. This was before I started studying with my teacher, several months before I started studying with her. And that one night in a despairing evening of sorrow and sobs while sitting on my couch in my tiny apartment living room, something opened up in front of me. It was a shimmering veil. I saw it in my mind’s eye. Beyond it I could hear these sweet voices calling me to step through the veil and dance with them. To lift myself out of my dark place and be joyful with them… And it was an invitation. And I remember being so shocked and then full of terror about moving through that veil. I could not get beyond the terror so I did not go… I resisted them… Yet, they, the voices, the beings there stayed with me for a while, and in my memory they are embedded. For they opened up a glimpse of joy that I never knew. They revealed a world of spirit and lightness that gave me a glimmer… A glimmer… Of hope.

    So I have learned, since that time about 14 yrs ago, to find far more joy and love… Sometimes I’m dancing with the sweet ones beyond the veil in ways that I don’t always remember but I feel their joy still.

    Yet the question remains — Why was I afraid? Why did I choose to stay in the darkness? Why do any of us choose that, for it seems to be the path most traveled. Sigh… Why was I so scared?

    Xxoxo to all of you
    mare

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