Our Weeping Mother

I was brought up in a very nurturing family.. Having two sister who passed over at birth, my mother was very caring and grateful for the children she had.  This reflected in the way she honored us everyday.  The pain to watch your own children die in your arms, is something that is never forgotten.. It changes you on all levels.

Yet despite this love, myself and my siblings, we still underwent our problem years as all children do.. We grew, we explored, and we rebelled.  Many times, as we all do growing up, we made our mother cry.  She was crying, not because of any physical pain, but because she saw in her wisdom of age, what we were doing to ourselves.  She understood the pain we were subjecting ourselves too, and she knew that she was powerless to stop it.  This was a suffering that had to be endured. These were lessons she had to allow us to learn.

Time went by.. year after year.. And I recall the tears my mother wept.. tears of joy at my young sisters wedding.. No more was my little sis the green spikey haired punk, but now she was pristine, dressed in flowing white, with long silky black hair, and a partner she truely loved and who loved her.  She, like myself and many others had come of age..

Our Mother earth.. She has watched her babies die in her arms.. and she has wept..  She has nurtured her children, suckling them on her breast, feeding them with her bounty, tending to their every need.  And she too has wept as they rebelled against her.. Nothing could be done to change this.. So she endures the suffering that has to be endured..

The elders of all the ancient tribes of earth new this. They told us such a time would come, just as our grandmothers and grandfathers told our parents.. "Enjoy this time, they are wonderful now, but just wait till they are teenagers..".. Indeed, it was to be expected..

And now.. as we gather together in sacred song and celebration.. We honor our mother once again.. We come into unity with her through unconditional love, and she weeps tears of joy.  Humanities time of testing, our juvenile years are at an end..  It is time to take our place in the galactic family.. it is a time to celebrate our marriage, our divine union with all that is..

It is Time..

Love all..

Love each other..

Adeon