The Moon and Mother Earth are our greatest healers...
Sometimes when we are out of rhythm with
the world, when our self-honor has fallen into neglect and our depletions and frustrations
are too deep to share with another human, the Moon and Mother Earth are our
greatest healers.
The innate supportive energies that we can draw from them sustain,
understand and nurture, leaving us feeling re-connected to the source of
ourselves, our primal femininity. And in return we understand and feel her
within us, become spiritual allies in the infinite cosmic dance, Mother and
Daughter as one.
To me, having a life without this deep spiritual connection to the
Earth we walk upon, and the Moon we dream beneath, is incomprehensible, as these things are such an intrinsic part of my spiritual path.
The following poem, Great
Mother-Earth Daughter, was penned beneath a new moon in the darkness of both a rainy
winter's night and the deep sorrow of feeling that I was giving far too much
for little return. My journey is blessed with the moon and the earth as my
inspiration, I care deeply for both their mysteries and their unending healing
magic. I hold both in absolute reverence as Divine She.
Great
Mother - Earth Daughter
by Rhea-Ruth Aitken
In the silence of myself
I am lying on Mother Earth
Under a dark new moon
Listening to her falling tears
Feeling her long soulful sighs
As she releases her pain
In the summer wind and rain.
I step into her rhythm
I let my own tears fall,
My own sighs ride the night
And lose themselves
In her outpouring of grief.
She and I are one this moon tide.
Our emptiness, our depletion
At giving too much
With not enough in return
Pulls us together,
Great Mother, Earth Daughter
Macrocosm and microcosm
United in feminine frustration.
How can she keep her majesty,
Her all giving, all being beauty
When all who live from her breath
Take it from her?
How can I keep my self-honor,
Respect my boundaries of peace
When about me it is taken from me?
In the silence of myself
Lying on her life filled belly
I give her all I have.
And she gives back to me.
Under the dark new moon
We sigh together in union,
A promise of mutual support
Carried away on the last gust of wind.
Our tears cease
As the last raindrop falls.
And in the quiet stillness
Her essence wafts about me
Fresh, fertile, filling my soul
With the deep and divine
That only She can give.
Rhea-Ruth Aitken: Spiritual Medium, Writer, Daughter of the
Goddess and all round Creatress, I am a woman who loves to weave stories, songs
and poetry, commune with the Spirit World and walk with the cycles of Mother
Nature and the Moon. Having embraced the wisdom of Cronehood I now am allowing
time in my life to collate and birth some of my work into the world. Spirituality and creativity are ever
present passions and being a channel I use writing as a spiritual practice as
well as a natural focus for healing, expression and creativity, a way of being
mindful of myself as a woman, of knowing and communing with the truth of my
soul. Whether for reading, writing, or ritual, words are my constant companion
as I walk with the Goddess daily and follow my magical pathway. Words are
magical, they can transform, promote understanding, inspire and heal. Words can
paint a picture in the mind and sometimes I paint that picture onto canvas too. I love to hold sacred space for women to
enjoy sisterhood, sharing and self-expression. I write for women, those beautiful sisters with whom I share
my life journey. If I can touch one heart, share one word of healing or allow
one woman to know herself through my work then I have accomplished my promise
to Goddess to share and inspire. Find me on Facebook here.
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