This note was sent out by my old friend Crow (aka Bruce Taub) to honor Mother’s Day earlier this year, but it is just as relevant today.

“All the stones around here, each has a language of its own … and our Earth has a song.”
~ Wallace Black Elk

I believe we are children of explored stars … children of the great first mother.  I believe every tree, plant, insect, and animal is a child of the stars. I believe every tree, plant, insect, and animal “talks.”  I believe rocks talk … and oceans and rivers talk. When I am alone in nature and listen I hear voices – my own, birds’, trees’, rocks’.  The energy each of us emits in life is simply a manifestation of our being alive … and is received by all we touch.  It cannot be otherwise.  So too, the energy emitted by other beings, even rocks, is received by us, and manifests the consciousness and wisdom of that other being in us.  Each and every entity on Earth has wisdom to share and a tale to tell. 

The Earth is our Mother.  Let us honor her, as we honor all our ancestors, and the stars from which we’ve emerged, and the heavenly material from those now dead stars which constitutes us … stone and bee, whale and bird … sisters and brothers all, the very same heavenly material in each and every one of us.  Then let us bow, every rock and every leaf our teachers.

With gratitude to the indigenous people, without whom i might not have known these truths, to my friends who are teachers, and to the reminder of these truths provided by Martha Fast Horse. Happy Mother’s Day each and all.

“Stream near Love’s Falls”, photo by Amy Lenzo