It is my delight to share with you, a few excerpts of prayers, poems and teachings from the wild places - the Burren in particular.
It is my life’s passion to hear what the natural world wants me to hear for myself and my fellow earthlings. Without fulfilling this gracious gift I would wither and die little deaths. Nature has kept me from withering my entire life.
She is my inner blooming.
How could I separate from your waters in my veins?
How could I separate from your sky in my lungs?
Could I separate from your bounty in my bones?
I am you and you are me, Mother who provides.
Constantly moving to restore and hold balance.
I am witness to your abundance Dearest Goddess, Beautiful Mother.
I pray in hope for our gratitude you deserve;
That we balance your generosity with our appreciation.
That our love pour out to meet yours in our place of prayer.
…When mind is trying to win control, life is instantly more hurried, serious and confused. It is more bland and empty, mundane and oh so mediocre. Like a rainbow without colours, like a meadow on a faded page.
Whereas when Heart is acknowledged, the air is fragrant and full of song, the breeze caresses faces.
The world is a divine breathing entity holding us, caring for us, loving us deeply and seeing into the depths of our loves and longings. She is speaking constantly, consistently, the wisdom of the ages in words and expressions mind is not ever going to connect to.
Beautiful Earth speaks in the language of Heart and Soul, a universal language. A language felt and acknowledged moment by moment.
A language understood by all except mind…
Please take me into your very essence that I may be pure as you,
that I may be steadfast as you, that I may in innocence bloom,
that I may always face the sun beaming life and hope.
Trusting the cycle of night and light. Trusting the cycle of my seasons.
Bursting forth and resting, rejuvenating.
Then blooming effortlessly in harmony with time and space.
Not trying to be like anyone else.
Not trying to reach taller than I am.
Not taking over and not shrinking back.
Beautiful, placid, rooted in mother, breathing god’s air.
At peace, at One.
Infinitely abundant gifts imbued with promise of life
from generosity of the Giver.
Surrender to hearts whispers. Surrender to listening peacefully.
Surrender to calm aware breathing.
Surrender to living a contented moment.
To living an honest moment to yourself who needs you,
Yourself who relies on you to listen inwardly.
Yourself who relies on you to demonstrate courage that you do carry in sufficient amounts.
Yourself who is depending on you to feel awareness.
And self-compassion in that awareness, as only you can understand intimately.
Be your best friend, be your inner guide,
Be your point of reference before action.
In visceral reality, surrender to moments awareness of wisdom.
You are cordially invited to make willingness your mantra…
My Beautiful Sovereign Mother Earth
I love you.
I need you always, in every breath I receive from your aura,
in every step that moves me within the soul of your land.
Please my mother,
embrace me in such a way that I feel your never letting me go
or being separate from my awareness.
Mother goddess, heal my awareness deprivation.
Show me how to listen, how to see.
Show me how to be in full realisation of being your little earthling,
your little sapling, your little child of the Earth Lineage.
Mama heal my wounds, heal my obliviousness,
heal my separation illusions.
Mother goddess heal my heart please so my heart
can feel the complete bliss of who I am in my sovereignty.
And so my heart can expand its loving vibration
Rippling outward in every moment.
Beautiful Earth I love and cherish you.
…We need to return home in the bosom of Mother who never leaves us.
Without her we would be nothing. Without her we would die.
We need to look at the lowly worm and say thank you from our hearts,
for without you the soil would be dust, unable to breathe life.
We need to look up at the air and say heartfelt thanks to you,
for without you how can we breathe?
Mother Nature knows this truth.
She feels us grumble and shun her changes.
She feels with her heart that breathes love and forgiveness.
Her heart that feels our recklessness and havoc.
And still she feels.
And still she gives.
For giving is her nature.
All that nature asks in return is small-
That we notice,
Lift up our hearts and say
…So many people don’t feel Natures’ divine wisdom because it is too simple.
Tune into its presence.
Stop trying, I beseech you.
Long, because longing is Heart and it is deeply in moment.
Feel simplicity. Practice it. Don’t try to expand it or force it.
It is existence in its nucleus.
Anything can be an obstruction to simplicity, so be acceptance, be openness and wonder. Be awareness for sure but don’t grip on to it or analyse it.
Don’t pull it apart.
Disengaging the mind gives room for Heart to breathe simple acceptance.
I deeply encourage us to surrender to Heart’s wisdom of awareness -
that you Mind, can rest from needing to control or understand…
…Just because some may hear Nature’s Wisdom in words to be written down, has no bearing what-so-ever on another’s silent depths of attainment, bestowed from simple awareness and gratitude to the Divine Natural World…