THE GIFT OF THE GREAT MOTHER

The soul has many doorways to memories of this world and others.   It can open a door that leads us to envision the past and see it from an entirely new perspective if we allow.   It can bring us to a place of peace in the here and now and shed light on the emerging awareness of your soul.    It has many earthly attributes also and in those cases when we are harking back to times in our memory and trying to make sense of the challenges that brought us here, take it as a doorway for finishing off contracts of a very grounding nature we had with karma.    Karmic patterns are woven by our interactions with other souls in every lifetime.    Is there a time we will not weave them?  No.   We will just be aware of them and weave a pattern that is harmonious to our natures and not ill at ease with our true nature of harmony.

The Great Mother placed a golden thread in the palm of her hand.   She started to breathe gently on this thread that was glistening in the sun.   It lifted with her own breath and the strand of gold floated gently out in the ether.    As it passed in time it gathered many threads and many rich colours that were woven into her own golden dawn.   This vibrant tapestry rested on the Earth itself and blended with the colours of nature to become each blade of grass and each flower where we would walk and breathe the essence of our own memories of Her.

There would be a time when we would forget the Great Mother and the land on which we walked would be filled with colours not in harmony with the great rainbow of existence.  They would be filled with a false sense of living.   Fear would be noise.   Anger would be the raging emotions that filled the air with a sense of foreboding.    When we walked through the landscape we would feel them as our own woven fabric of living when it is our own nature of the soul path and weaving a loving existence that can breathe new life into the original pattern of Life.

The patterning of our DNA rests in the earth itself and we have left our mark on the landscape as surely as the Great Mother herself.   We have come back to save the Earth but in doing so we are saving ourselves.   The patterns we left are part of us.    They rest as a tribute to the lives we have lived here.    In knowing this, how many of those existences rest in the earth as harmony?   We need not know beloveds.  We need be aware that those woven life paths were merged with others who had walked beside us and as we weave a new reality the old threads continue to come up to merge from time to time and to create knots in the weaving of this beautiful pattern of the soul.     You see each soul weaving is called the Contract.   It is a very earthly agreement to weave a pattern with another or others in the hope that certain agreements and situations can be agreed upon and come about for the greater good.   This does not always mean to enable this happen that the best or harmonious agreement was made but in the end the outcome is always for the highest good.    What is left is a trace, a mark if you will, that runs like a shadow beside us as we walk a new path and bring a new glorious colour to our own lives.    How can you rest this pattern in a place where it will not merge again and cause you to repeat patterns that would cause the same to be created again.     This is your coat of many colours….this is your rainbow bridge where you stand ready to relinquish the hold of a pattern that has been finished and can rest gently on the Earth once again to merge with Mother herself.

How do I finish old Contracts you ask?   How can I go back to a situation or a person and ask forgiveness or seek it?   You do not have to.   You do not have to use the word forgiveness even.   You just have to have the knowledge deep inside that IT IS DONE.   See yourself as you are now and with the awareness you have that stirs in you to seek a life that is harmonious and joyful.    Let the weavers of those patterns that brought you here go.   Say to yourself as you see your beautiful colours in a rainbow or in a sunset “IT IS DONE…THY WILL BE DONE.”   The past has no hold on you beloved.   The memory is a beautiful pattern that will rest in the Earth once you do not hold on to the thread that you yourself have decided to carry through guilt or shame.    Let the knowledge that it is done, be your forgiveness and let the memory rest with the Great Mother herself as a beautiful dawn or a gentle raining blessing the Earth.

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