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…
