North winds spin leaves around as Fall becomes early winter. Makes us turn up our collars, turn up our heat. Winter Solstice is coming too, witness the sun shining less and less every day. The roundness of the sun, of bared tree tops, of shoulders pulled up to warm our ears invite us to feel the roundness of the Mother Earth.
She is a jewel caressed by the velvet of space and sky. Each day is an invitation to appreciate her, how she is inside us and we are inside her. Ah, gratitude and appreciation.
Mother Earth’s preciousness displays itself constantly in the miracles all around: the expanse of an open sky: day or night, firmness under our feet, the land we walk, build, and drive upon. This is the security that our Mother Earth provides. Let us praise gravity and strong winds that make everything upright stand tall and able to bear burdens. Assisted by resistance, we are strengthened in character, resolve, and determination.
Think on Her and feel the round, straight, firm, and soft. Reach into the mountainous and solid, the liquid and moving. Observe the beauty and harmony of our Mother Earth on her surface and in her depths below. Notice Her use of few principles, and her magician’s expertise expressing complexity with simplicity. Praise her architecture, design and functionality used perfectly time and time again. For example, we can explore roundness as it displays in lakes and ponds, in the shape of heart, brain, eyes, the pads on our fingers; in the shape of all openings and centers: caves, mouths, of flowers, volcanoes, geysers. Consider the roundness of the trunk of a tree or stem of a plant sending sap where it needs to go and its similarity to the veins in a cat, dog, leaf, or human. Roundness is womb, den, cocoon, hive, and burrow. From a womb we are born like all animals and then we build homes, wombs to come back to at the end of our day: warm, secure, comfortable.
Looking out to the world we can see the replications of few yet completely primary principles. We can observe, if we notice the usually not noticed, the same idea, same geometry repeated in Earth’s designs over and over: line, round, flow, mountain, rock, soft, hard. Hair is like forest, fine hair on our belly like the savannah. Mountains are breasts, termite mounds, bee hives, or a bauer bird’s bauer.
It seems that She created one set of blue prints and then found all manner of magical ways to use the same designs. A casual glance makes most things seem different but a deeper look reveals otherwise. Instead of re-inventing the wheel with each new kingdom or creation, Mother Earth created variations on themes using different substances but the same creative principles.
Meditate on it. Think of any one thing born of our Mother Earth and feel that same thing inside. Then turn the contemplation around. Consider a factor within yourself and find it outside of you, for instance: having two legs. Birds have two legs, primates too. And what about legs? Why legs on this planet? Four legs includes frogs, toads, lizards, cats, dogs, elephants, every hoofed animal ever known, dinosaurs, mastodons and saber toothed tigers. Consider the insect kingdom most of them one simple design: six legs, thorax, and antennae. Yet the variety of shape, size, and color of this kingdom is not only astounding, it’s not even all discovered! How can anyone delude him or herself that Mother Earth is anything but a vibrant Life-Being with many forms of life within her?
Even the idea of cancer, plague and infestation is one model that happens in every kingdom. Here in New England we have a non-indigenous insect that is causing serious issues in the forests. It arrived about 10 years ago supposedly carried on the feet of birds, and acre by acre this beetle is devastating whole forests. Massive trees have no resistance to them and die within a short few years of the beetle’s egg laying. There is nothing anyone can do about it. There’s no chemotherapy (pesticide). Surgery (the cutting down of timber) removes the infested and dying in hopes that this brutal surgery will stop the infestation from spreading. But the idea, the design that there is something small and cancerous, just like in a human body – how amazing is that? And then the real head scrambler is this is perfect. Or else it wouldn’t exist.
Our contemplation could go on and on and would not be time wasted. The beauty and harmony within our Mother Earth is fathomless yet beckons our understanding, Color, flow, harmony call to us. How is it possible that rainbows and butterflies exist, that color paints our eyes and skin? What of flowers, fruit, tropical fish? The question is a mystical one not merely scientific: genome patterns, mate specialization, and pigments to complement the sun. Color is! What about a flamingo, a red fox, a poppy or a skink? How many natural colors of blue are there? Who thought of all this? What a pondering.
How many ways can you make stripes and dots (a variation on straight and round/line and circle)? A chipmunk doesn’t look anything like a skunk, a skunk doesn’t look anything like a lynx, nor a lynx like a tiger or striped bass or zebra. Daily we are being asked to be amazed, to live the joy of wonder all the time, to witness creativity that does no harm, is efficient, effective, and integrated every moment.
We are so fortunate to live on this precious jewel of a planet. Be dumbstruck with wonder and gratitude. Care. Breathe a long slow deep breath and feel the flow of winds and rivers. Feel the beat of your heart and the firmness under your feet, and say thank you, thank you Mother Earth, for being our Mother.
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