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Have you ever heard a calling, a whisper from Mother Nature/Gaia who invited you to pay attention to what was happening around you and make a positive difference?  Mare Cromwell who refers to herself as “a plant intuitive, sacred gardner and worm herder” has written a colorfully covered, love splashed book called Messages From Mother….Earth Mother as her response to the beckoning. Mare worked for the  National Park Service as a  Ranger in the Grand Canyon and Alaska  in her early twenties so she has direct connection with the various eco-systems and the necessity to sustain them for the sake of all life. Part of her spiritual path honors Native American tradition.

I met Mare at a women’s conference in Maryland a few weeks ago and immediately sensed a kindred spirit. The book winked up at me from the table and I felt as if the hand on the cover was holding my heart as well. As soon as I left the conference, I immersed in the ‘lucky’ 13 messages that the book encompasses. Mare frames the story in the guise of a young woman named Sarah who is facing major life changes including the ending of a close relationship. As a result, Sarah decides to take a hike in the mountains to heal her heart and her world-weariness.

On the path, she meets a being who she discovers is the one and only Earth Mother who knows her and every living creature by heart. Thus begins a new relationship and awareness of the world around her. Mother shares punny joke and infinite wisdom, asking Sarah to use her voice to speak up for the voiceless and her written communication skills to express vital messages to all those willing to join in the cause of planetary healing. The conversations can feel a little mushy-gushy, but then mother-love is like that sometimes. It is also flavored with serious, detail oriented ideas for caring for ourselves, physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually. It offers insights into concepts such as dying and living, fracking, conflicts and soul woundedness, gratitude, unplugging, taking time to rest and rejuvenate. Two of my favorite chapters were invoking the Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine as we honor our differences and unity.

Read this book and if you feel so moved, become a midwife for birthing a New Earth.

Her first book is called If I gave you God’s phone number…. Searching for Spirituality in America.

www.marecromwell.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some events give me hope for the future and a sense that young people have growing social conscience. When I read this story on my Facebook stream yesterday, it had me smiling with wonder and delight about the ways in which one person can make a difference with quick thinking and courage. A ripple effect always takes place as a result. A 21 year old welder from Johnsonburg, Pennsylvania gave voice in support of someone unable to speak for himself at that moment and countless lives were changed. Remember his name, since I wouldn’t be surprised if his story goes viral. His name is Wade Bowley.

“Yesterday I witnessed 4 kids standing outside Sheetz making fun of this kid who was by himself because his shirt was dirty and had holes into it, normally I would say something to the kids but instead I walked up to the kid, took my shirt off and asked him to trade,…. He did even tho he looked confused…. I put his shirt on and walked up to the 4 kids and asked them if they liked my new shirt, they put there head down and walked away…. Almost in tears the kid said “thank your no one ever stood up for me before, why did you do that?” I replied with,” you were out numbered and God told me you needed someone on you side.”

A rapid stream of thoughts ran through my head:  Where did this young man get the idea to do what he did?  Was he raised with the idea that you stand up in the face of darkness and shine your light? Did he have any clue that this one act could touch so many people? I have been following the responses on his Facebook page and am heartened at what I read. I hope he is too. I’m sure his family is proud of him.  I would be if he were my son. I wonder how the bullies felt and did they each grow a conscience?  How about the one being bullied?  Did he feel less alone and better able to hold his head high instead of becoming a statistic?  I don’t know the numbers, but I am sure that suicide and acts of violence toward others are significant outcomes of bullying. Did the Divine Director call all of the players on stage at that moment in time to act out their assigned roles with all of us as the audience who are inspired by Wade now speaking up, standing up, being in solidarity with those in need of support? I would like to think so.

What Wade did was an example for us all. Bless you big time and may your kindness be returned to you 100-fold. Look out, your ‘invisible wings’ are showing.

 

 

 

 

 

I am feeling a sense of relief with a situation I have been fretting over recently. I sometimes find myself (or lose myself) in hamster wheel spinning over certain events over which I have no control. Once I take care of biz on my end, all I really can do is let go. As my friend Reid Mihalko has guided me wisely, “The event will go as the event will go.” Preparation quickly becomes obsession when I feel I need to control all outcomes in my world. Can I get an Amen, sistah on that one?

I am learning to engage in my work on all levels more methodically and setting up systems that are  streamlined.  I guess this right brain creative soul is growing her left brain, linear, logical side. I would have balked about  the need to do that years ago. I used to believe that if I were to allow my more black and white, cerebral mind to take over, it would blot out the rainbow hues that I was born express. That couldn’t happen in a million years. One of my dearest friends and mentor, Yvonne Kaye used to tell me that “Discipline is freedom,” to which I would shake my head in disbelief since it felt quite the opposite; imprisoning in fact. What I didn’t get at the time was that within that structure lay all the freedom and play I could possibly desire. Scrambling around to get things done, forgetting where I put my keys, cell phone and wallet, would leave me breathless, frustrated and lacking in consciousness about what needed to be done. As I am now nearing the middle of my 5th decade, mindfulness becomes the key to success and sanity.

I am also easily distracted, shifting from writing articles to checking emails, to listening to music, gazing off out the window, wondering what else I need to accomplish in the next 24 hours, remembering dreams, running through my schedule in my head… What’s ironic is that I was never like that as a kid, from what I can recall, would never been diagnosed with ADHD (not that that definition even existed back in the 1960’s) It’s as if the playful creature in my mind is off and running, not wanting to miss a moment of potential fun; colorful, sparkly, silly, soul-full. How to balance it all is the challenge at times. Learning to do the dance with whatever partners show up, whether they are human, animal or experiential. This morning, I needed to juggle schedules, quickly shuffling things around, partly as a result of mis-communication. Took a deep breath and then inspired action and all is well. My left brain took hold and came up with a solution, hand in hand with my right brain who added creative flourish. I am eager to see what opportunities arise throughout the day to have them work in harmony to create magic.

http://youtu.be/vYwOtTMUz0c  Brain Parts by Aaron Wolf

Photo: ~(gail)~

 

What a brilliant man Theodore Geisel (better known as Dr. Seuss) was!  Not sure what factors went into creating the phantasmagorical mind of his, but as a child of the 60’s I was enthralled and entertained by his word wrangling ways. Even into his teens, my now 25 year old son’s favorite book of the good doctor’s was The Cat In The Hat. I think he rather fancied the idea that the kids got away with stuff that their mother didn’t know about.

When I saw this quote, I was tickled, since this is how I live. I think it comes in part from growing up in a goofy family. I was speaking with my friend Joan Schaublin last night on my way home from a loooonnnng day at work. She was my intro into the company that published my book and we have remained in touch, each recognizing a kindred spirit even though we haven’t yet met face to face. We were sharing about our family functional craziness that manna-fested in the form of knowing that we could do or be anything we wanted, that was reinforced by our respective parents. Any idea as long as it could support us financially and bring us joy is what my parents wanted for my sister and me. It sounds like Joan’s folks had the same thing in mind and did what they could to help her realize her dreams. I was never told to ‘be realistic’. My dreams and visions were nurtured. Is that fantasy? I don’t know.

The Merriam-Webster on line dictionary defines it as  “The free play of creative imagination.  Creation of the imaginative faculty whether expressed or merely conceived: as a: a fanciful design or invention .”  It first came into use in the 14th century and even the sound of it tickles my creative soul. Fantasy, to me isn’t unrealistic. In psychology, it is often disparaged as ‘magical thinking’. Hey, I’m all for magical thinking, especially if it plants the seeds for what I would like to come fruition. I also told Joan last night that I can’t recall ever having any naysayers in my life, who told me that I couldn’t fulfill my deepest heart desires. We mused about how fortunate we were and wondered why we were the exception to the rule. I would be interested in knowing how many who are reading this fall into that category.

I have found that this ability to view life through the lens of  the non-sensical (which means to me that sometimes things just don’t make logical sense) allows it to be easier to weather the winds of change, ride the waves of wonder and laugh at the absurdities of life. I am often asked how I manage to remain happy in the face of all kinds of personal challenges and hearing people’s stories at work as a social worker/therapist. Seeing the world through that inverted telescope helps keep my brain enlivened and sparking with all sorts of fantastical ideas!  Just wait and see what comes next~

www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3DVZ5FsOZWC3A Fantasy by Earth, Wind and Fire