Song Of The Earth
Song of the earth
Is always playing Song
Of the earth Whispers Song
Of the earth is Joy Song of the
Earth is sorrow Song of the earth
Laps against my breast Calling to me
Calling to me Mamma I hear You
Mamma I have been listening Mamma
I am listening Still Can I hear Her
Gentle heartbeat Can I love Her waters
Breathing Her Fully No need to hold
My exhale is Reciprocity My inhale
Is Her kindness My exhale is a gift
I am here Mamma
I am here
10/14 Love Moore
Holding steady, perched on it’s post. Waiting. There was some movement today- first time I noticed the small hive on the underside of Clara’s hutch roof was this morning, while sitting on the stump I placed near her door, when we moved her here 3 days ago. He is moving slow, not leaving. My guess is that this one is stationed at the hive, and was there, holding strong, as we walked the hutch to my friend’s truck, drove the whole lot, just shy of a mile to my place- walked it through the woods and now Clara, my rabbit friend, is here. I have been delighted to have her back, close to me- right here, so I can tend to her needs with ease. And the wasp is here, now too- waiting. I have been a major part of separating it from it’s hive-mates. It and the hive have been relocated. And he is not leaving the hive. But slowly works his way over the surface of their crafting. Perfect small cells to pack their eggs. I imagine the others have moved on and begun to rebuild.
I have had an interesting year with relation to bees. I have a small hoop house in the area where I am growing food. Early on, I realized that I was only a small part in this place- there were a number of wasps flying in and out, busy as all get-out this spring. As soon as I took notice , to honor this sacred creature, would stand in the doorway of the hothouse and slow down my breathing, calming myself and slowing my movements- sharing, aloud, my gratitude for their being there and that I meant them no harm and wanted to know if they would be willing to share this beautiful place with me? Those first few times, as I stood at the entrance with this prayer, a few would fly in and out, above my head and I noticed that a few landed, not far from me and stayed at that spot as I entered slowly and did my work. They have been kind to share the space and haven’t chased me out, nor have they stung me. I am grateful! They are amazing pollenators and so important to the vibrant existence of this garden. Every morning I go to the hoop house, I watch 4-6 different types of bees begin to emerge from their sleeping spot- seems this house is popular! The tomatoes are coming along beautifully.
The wasp I sat and watched today, at Clara’s hutch reminded me of a crazy dream I had, earlier this year…
I was standing in a room and looked up to see a wasp diving, fast, toward my head- I woke up before it made contact! But something happened, in that dream and I am living that experience right now.
With Deep Gratitude
For All my Relations
I am here
drop down close
closer still….. can you hear me?
I speak through your heartbeat
press your chest against my
wrap your arms close
can you feel it?
Can you feel your heartbeat?
Place your unarmored feet
upon my surface
what are the qualities of this place?
Climb into me
let me hold your weight
into your wild-self
feel into your sensory
tend to your wounds
I will take what you hold
I will take what
holds you back
sending it down to feed my roots
i am here
i am here- trees sparrow raven deer
i am here- coyote raccoon rabbit slug wind rain
cloud elk wolf cougar and salmon
bear eagle condor hummingbird and bee
we are here- mountain snake lake river sky
ocean ocean ocean
vast waters of life
held in a single drop of rain
whale song- sound of sheer force
so cooing- the chorus
a love song from the quiet
can you hear their sweet calling?
A longing to be heard
longing to be heard.
linda moore 2014
grateful for the gifts that
cannot be placed in a box-
to be opened.
gifts that open
to all that is.
As It Is
Thou Art That.
soft rising light
a path of grace
a path of gratitude
a path of love.
Surrendering to the sweetness
As the layers of old fall away
I find my wings
As you set your intentions and create visions for 2013 – no need to make lists and plan a strategy to ‘achieve’ your goals: that keeps it in the mind-realm.
If you are true to your authentic self, your heart will remember and if you are listening to your heart, you will hear the whisper.
Blessings for a beautiful year of the heart!
Welcoming 2013 with Love.
May you experience a subtle energy
rising from the earth
within your heart
breathe into that place
share one of the
things we all have
allow yourself to
feel that connection
all that is.
This prayer is to honor the interconnectedness of all, through breath, through awareness, through love. May you have a Blessed Solstice!
I just listened to today’s broadcast of Democracy Now! I am at a loss of words to describe my feelings right now.
We are all affected.
There is a prayer in my heart for families of the victims of this outrage and the one who lashed out to kill.
I know this is going to be a view that will be difficult to read, but I feel called to share what I am thinking and feeling today:
I strongly feel that ‘government control’ is not the answer to knowing the effects of disconnect from the part of our society that is living with mental illness. We know, from years of experiential knowledge that ‘control’ divides, and where there is division there will not be true understanding.
We live in times that show such extremes, giving us the possibility to live to our full potential which means to step outside our ‘comfort zones’ to reach out to someone who is isolated and terrified.
My prayer for today is that when each of us, feels a tender whisper, from our hearts, to reach out to someone- that we listen to that whisper and share our presence, share our Love.