welcome, well come to this moment of eternity when again we celebrate the astonishing light of our being and our earthmother who weaves this world of beauty and i’m so delighted that this image that i’ve/we’ve been calling in for years showed up in just the right timing for this very special moment, a moment that’s been hard to get to tonight which has me re-membering it’s the impeded stream that sings, so, may this stream sing wildly el canto hondo, the deep soul song…

i will turn now to the creatrix and midwife of this painting, this image that moves me so deeply for us all to luxuriate in her offering:

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“Beloved MothersKind -Weaver of Whirrleds”

“Clothed in Light,
Moon at Her feet
12 Stars in Her Crown
She weaves wondrous whirrleds into Being.

Love is her essence,
Gratitude her prayer,
Beauty the Way.

She,
One heART
B’earthing New Realities with every breath,
Co-Creating in Harmony with All that Is,
is
Centered
Present
Flowing
Dreaming Awake
Witnessing
Loving what arises.
Source force energy
– LOVE –
flows down to, thru, from and for Her
Spiraling into Mother Earth
Blooming to rise up and return hOMe
to the heART of Now,
Blessing One and All.
A Flow-er of Love, is She.

BeLoved MothersKind
remembers
We are Love always.
‘Thank you for everything’
is Her living prayer.
And so she flows.

Gratefully, so.
She is US
We are SHE
We are Love always.

~ Stacey Sophia Robyn~

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in this moment of eternity, i find myself once again with grandmother spider in the cave of wisdom gestating in earthmother’s womb as she weaves the web of our wandering star creating a beautiful tapestry…

as the old native american story goes, grandmother leaves the weaving for a moment to go and stir the pot of nature seeds and in the interlude, her beloved dog comes over and starts pulling a thread unraveling the beautiful web… ah yes, the great unraveling, coming apart at the seams, chaos and collapse…

we each have so much to learn from grandmother in these potent times of betwixt and between in the cave of wisdom… what does grandmother do in response to the crisis of unraveling? throw up her hands and rail at the gods? reactively act from fear? our ever creative spider picks up a thread and begins weaving an even more beautiful world inviting us to do the same…

and so we are called as well, in this crisis, in this moment of danger and great opportunity to pick up our thread, what is ours to weave for the good of the whole… out of chaos comes creation, yes, it takes chaos to give birth to dancing stars…

take heart, beloveds and follow your thread becoming one with it, one with the cosmic flow being a rainbow thread of luminosity in the web of great mystery enfolded in the embrace of our radically regenerating earthmother…

as with so many days over the last nine moons, i find myself with grandmother spider in the cave of wisdom gestating in earthmother’s womb as she weaves the web of our wandering star creating a beautiful tapestry…

as the native american story goes, grandmother leaves the weaving to go and stir the pot of nature seeds and in the interlude, her dog comes over and starts pulling a thread unraveling the beautiful web… ah yes, the great unraveling, mutation, chaos cycle…

we each have so much to learn from grandmother in our time of sheltering-in in the cave of wisdom… what does she do in response to the unraveling? throw up her hands and rail at the gods? she picks up a thread and begins weaving an even more beautiful world…

and so we are called as well, in this crisis, in this moment of danger and great opportunity to pick up our thread, what is ours to weave for the good of the whole… out of chaos comes creation, yes, takes chaos to give birth to dancing stars…

take heart, beloveds and follow your thread becoming one with it, being a rainbow thread of luminosity in the web of great mystery…