Throughout most of recorded history, humans have had a different relationship with the Earth than we have now. Most of us do not need to grow our own food, and probably don’t even know where it came from. I love the practice of saying “thank you” to my food before I eat it, but I’m not connected in any real way to what and/or whom I am feeling gratitude. I enjoyed the salsa I had eaten for dinner, but who do I thank, the tomato, the onion, the person who grew them or made the salsa? What about the glass jar or the trees from which the paper label was made
Last week I got a bit of a sun burn. I cut a branch from my aloe vera plant and thanked it. As I spread the cooling, soothing gel over my skin, I again felt grateful. And I could perceive that the plant was happy to be able to help me. I knew that this gel was extra potent because of the relationship I have with my aloe vera plant. It would be different if (as I have before) I had grabbed a bottle of gel I’d bought at the store and used it. Though I would have said, “thank you”, it would have been an abstract, mental thought without the heart connection, without the “You are welcome.” from the plant.
I had a dream that night that just about blew me away! I was at a theme park, something like Maya Land. It was located at the site of an ancient Mayan city around a small bay. The park was crowded and noisy, especially when the tourist busses unloaded. Children carried sticks with little wooden sculptures of llamas at the end and ate multi-colored corn and other supposedly Mayan type food. In the bay I could see boats, which I knew offered “Authentic Mayan Sunset Dinner Cruises” and the like.
Suddenly, I was in the same location, but back in time to when the ancient Mayans lived here. At first, I was afraid, and a little freaked out at how weird the people’s heads and faces looked. Then I kind of melded in to the life of the young man I had evidently joined and the people just looked like people; friends, family, and fellow young warriors. I experienced months of his life. Sometimes I would be anxious that I wouldn’t know what to do, but he did, so I finally relaxed.
Though the city was located on the coast, inland there was a tall mountain that was worshiped as a god. The people were aware of and in communication with the consciousness of the mountain. There was a real and powerful relationship with the Mountain God. I (as young Mayan man) felt honored to be chosen to be one of the few who would enter the “mouth of the Mountain God”. After spiritual preparation, we trekked up the mountain to the “Mouth”. It was a stone cave that was rounded and smoothed by the water that would rush through it in Spring. At this time, the cave was dry. As we jumped from rock to rock, I thought about what we were doing, entering the mountain to find and bring back ice. The water would freeze in the winter and would flow again as the weather warmed. If we entered too soon, our copper chisels were too soft to break loose some ice. If we were too late, we could break open the ice and release a torrential flow of cold water. The outcome was very important. Success meant the people would be cared for over the next year, the rain would fall, the harvest would be good, etc. We “Ice Bringers” would be celebrated and given high status. Failure could cost us our lives.
Just as I placed my first step into the cave, I was taken back to Mayan Land. I froze in terror and shock. I didn’t know what had happened. I didn’t understand what all the noise was, how the city had suddenly changed and who all the weird-looking people were. Then my memory came back and I screamed in anguish, “NO! Let me go back. I can’t live in this busy, shallow world where nobody can perceive nature.” I don’t know how to describe my despair. I had lost so much. My beautiful, powerful Mountain God was gone, replaced by the lifeless Gods of Technology and Science.
The first definition for Technology from Dictionary.com is “the branch of knowledge that deals with the creation and use of technical means and their interrelation with life, society, and the environment, drawing upon such subjects as industrial arts, engineering, applied science, and pure science.”
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the benefits of technology, but I miss the connection to the environment and Earth. My mom was was an amazing gardener. We had fruit trees and a large organic vegetable garden. There is nothing like eating a pea or tomato that I grew myself. The property had been a pear orchard and we had five Bartlett pear trees. This was way more than could be eaten fresh, so we canned. I loved opening the cupboard and seeing the beautiful glass jars lined up. When I looked at them I would feel so much satisfaction and gratitude. It came naturally.
During this Eclipse Cycle, we are bringing in a whole “planetful” of connection, satisfaction and gratitude. As I write this there is a New Moon full eclipse in Taurus. Shamanic Astrology describes Taurus as “seeking the Garden of Earthly Delights.” The Sun and Moon are joined by Mercury and Mars (Venus just left Taurus and is in Gemini).
Many of you are participating as receivers and anchors of this yummy energy. There is no special ritual or dance that you must do. Connect with the Earth and breath in the energy of connection, beauty and gratitude. Then share it with the Earth and all the Beings who would like to receive it. The next couple of weeks are the window for this process.
OK, I am going outside to enjoy the evening in my garden!