The language of the natural world is a frequency of love. This is my mother tongue.
Sometimes the answer is the simple, elemental need to just walk barefoot on the grass or, even better, the mud. Sometimes we get so caught up in what’s happening (or what isn’t happening) that we forget to just be. We forget that there is tremendous power surging up from the earth, wanting to take whatever energy is no longer serving us. We forget that we can commune with the trees, those ancient protectors and elders whose language comes with the help of the wind and the slow soft caress that touches our cheek. Answers sometimes need to come from the basic desire of the body to feel grounded here on earth.
If we open ourselves up to it, we can connect to the wisdom in the natural world even if we live far from it. Even if we’re deep in the heart of the busiest city, a sign on a bus, a logo on a T-shirt, or a card someone sends us may carry an image of the animal that wants to reach us. Or we may be visited by a possum on the fire escape or a hawk on a window ledge. We don’t have to be in the wilderness to access the wisdom of the natural world. The wilderness is within us, we are a part of it. There’s so much more we can receive from the word-less life all around us. We just have to develop the heart that can hear it.
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I hold the universe within me. I am the force of an ever-expanding love.
The Cosmic Egg is the core symbol of the divine feminine’s creative force. It is a spiritual motif found in the creation myths of countless cultures and civilizations. It represents a birth, a new beginning, or an expansion of life.
Nothing needs to happen. Everything is exactly as it should be. You hold the universe inside you. All life emerges from within. If you try to exert pressure for something to exist before it’s ready, that new life within you won’t have the time it needs to fully form.
The cosmic egg is the essence of the divine feminine. It is the ultimate symbol of the creative force that exists within each one of us. It’s the dark, loving, womb that holds and protects all creative expressions of life.
If we allow what’s within us to emerge in divine timing, in kairos or soul time, then what’s within us will transform us. The egg is the trust that what is ours can never be taken from us, so there’s no need to answer the ego’s push to rush the process, to impress others or to complete something on someone else’s timeline.
The egg is the faith that our process is sacred. That even in the midst of what looks like chaos, or delay, or even death, there’s a tendril of new life that needs only our trust to eventually take form. And the egg is the knowing that life begins again, after death, from within.
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We are all sacred mirrors reflecting back the same light.
After a huge fight with her brother, Susanoo, god of storms and of the sea, Amaterasu was so upset and angry, she retreated into a cave, leaving the world in darkness. The kami of merriment placed a mirror outside her cave and laughed so much, Amaterasu peeked outside the cave and saw a beautiful goddess, a stunning vision of the dawn. She was in awe of it, not realizing it was her own reflection. The laughter lifted her depression and she agreed to leave the cave, bringing her light back into the world.
The cave is crucial: drawing inward, hiding our light to restore ourselves and to heal from something or someone that felt too intense or aggressive. When we hide our light though, we aren’t the only ones left in the dark. We take our light from the ones who love us as well.
The beauty of Amaterasu is that she emerges from the cave out of curiosity, attracted to someone else’s joy. That’s when she meets with the dawn of her own reflection. She doesn’t truly see herself and the beauty of her light until she’s drawn out of herself.
Amaterasu sees her own light once she becomes curious about seeing the light that’s around her in the levity and laughter of the other deities. This is the answer. If we’ve been too long in retreat, if we’ve been hiding our light not out of self-love and a soulful need for restoration but out of a reaction to someone else’s pain, then we draw ourselves out by focusing on the joy of others. Seeing their light allow us to see our own.
And sometimes even the solar goddess needs to be inspired or reminded of why she shines so brightly. Not just for the sake of her own reflection but also for all those beloved beings that need her rays of light to remember their own. Sometimes we need the sight of the faces we brighten in order to remember why we are so devoted to finding our way back into the light.
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