Being
touched by the Earth.
I feel touched while I touch the soft sand, the undulations
of Gaia’s skin on the beach, and I see I am build like Her, in Her image. I am
soft rough uneven broken tough delicate. This soil is calling me again and again.
I am hers. In all weather. How the very soil of a place binds us! First it
calls us, the next thing it anchors us.
Earth
does not seem to go together with ‘change’
Everything connected with the element earth seems to change
very, very slowly, like the movement within a rock or a mountain, that seems
nothing, doesn’t it? Until it expresses itself in an earthquake, that’s big,
overwhelming. But everything is changing continuously. We know that, in theory.
Small daily changes are easy to ignore, but they are signs we better keep an
eye on to prepare ourselves for the big chances in our life.
Moving
house can be such a big change…..
— I do not know yet for this time! — even after I have moved house and
country many times. The idea I have to leave my wonderful flat and maybe from
here is disturbing and not convenient. I’ll have to un-root, I will be uprooted
and maybe even become unsettled for a while, until I find a new home.
Through
the process of moving I hope to learn some things,
like about homecoming in myself and improving my adjustment
to the changes life gives. To stay
in balance easier, whatever is happening out there. Spiritual teacher William
Bloom, a regular visitor to Findhorn, once said: “Some people are not that
sensitive to all the stimulus of the world around them, they are very
earth-bound and calm.” But like William I am not one of those people! So I’d
like to listen more to the Goddess of the Earth, Tellus, Gaia or call her Terra Mater. To become her
daughter. ‘We belong to the Earth’ and even if I might be a wandering daughter,
having lived in many places on this planet and travelling for experience and
gaining inner wisdom, I belong to this soil, to this part of the earth called
Findhorn.
Blog 33 Photo and text © Adriana Sjan
Bijman, 31 January 2015
