Crow Surgeon doing performance art with an earthworm inspired Our Heart Gardens – unique hearts of communities embracing, and embraced by Mother Earth. Watching one life become two with the help of a friend changed my life, and it keeps changing!
Humanity itself is changing. In 2013 Barbara Marx Hubbard inspired generations with a vision of the future that included and empowered everyone. Her explanation of the evolution of humanity in Theatre of Our Birth provides an exciting, beautiful suggestion.
I take it farther.
People are hard-wired to make sense of things. When we don’t actually know, we imagine; our imagination is our greatest resource. I believe a new mythology is essential to developing a common focus to power us through what is happening now within humanity.
There are many prophecies that speak about this time – one is “No one left behind.” What story is waiting to be told that would include us all, and take us forward in a good way? The answer has been danced around by many people – Barbara Marx-Hubbard talking about the birth of a new human species; Anneloes Smitsman who refers to the birth process; Bruce Lipton has a good portion of the story… to name a few – but it’s not just individual people going through this. Collectively, we are changing and because of the quality of the changes, I believe we are becoming aware that we, collectively, are THE One, Child of Gods. Humanity is transforming because, like a butterfly, our time of change is upon us. We are “in the soup,” and we cannot see what We will be…
We have a few ways of figuring out what “the One we are” is. There are legends and lore from First Nations, scientists seeking in different ways and from gifted people who channel or download data from the Akashic field (aka the Noosphere) which surrounds and trails behind Gaia as She spins, dancing around Her Beloved Star on His journey through Space. The form of the One we are becoming is determined by the choices each of us makes -deciding who we allow to influence us is a large part of how choices are made. Please, check with your own Internal Guidance System (Soul) before joining up with or believing ANY one or any thing. And I gotta tell you! Gaia gave me a prophecy – two actually. One for me (came true – 40 years later!) and a Promise of Peace for all of us. Both stories are in my writings – I hope you find them. They have spurred my growth and my imagination!
We are a multidimensional Being, like our Parents. There are many things we cannot see from a human point of view. We are limited and wounded by the separation that was the very means of our growth as biological bodies carrying sparks, bits of the Being we are destined to be. Are we are massive enough yet? Feels like we’re being squeezed into our next form and butting up against a riser of the stairway to heaven… and the catalyst that instigates Our next adaptation has been received. Mama Gaia urging Her Child from the nest that has become too comfortable and unappreciated? She has provided for us all our lives… and 10,000 generations before us…
She has been very patient. And we have a long way to go, learning how to honour Her and support OurSelves in Our separate bodies – working together we have access to the best information, communication and response-ability – to each other and the crises that occur, being alive as part of Mama Gaia’s body.
I like to think of us as Her hands, the ones She created to groom and beautify Herself.
The image I hold most dear is Her Greater Hands, weaving the lines of our lives together into a fabric of reality that is dimensions deep – She is eternal, you know, and lives outside of Time! She and Sol created Time for us! The noosphere of the One we are is a Chinese Knot of lives all being lived at the same time, from Her point of view – can you imagine that? You would need to be a God to encompass the whole of the concept. No one human can hold all the knowledge and power of a God – but Humanity can…
We are One – let’s pull OurSelves together! Our choices matter.
Love each other, listen, and respond…
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