The Earth she is never dormant.  Breathing beneath us she works without pause to sustain and support life and form.  She grants sanctuary to all who seek it and makes no comparison nor plays favourites.  Deep within her bowels the force of life itself stirs hotly and fiercely, patiently awaiting release.  Fire and air creating water from steam and under pressure, more new earth.  Her most sacred wonders hide in cavernous glory beneath her surface, filled with beauty and abundance.  New life stirs within on its way to the strata above where form connects with form and life creates more life.  The umbilical cord of She reaches to all other life forms succouring at her bosom.  On to the scorched and barren wastes laid bare for wanderers to find their own True North as they open up their hearts to the majestic splendor of the heart of She, Earth as Mother, Daughter and Wisdom.  In Her heart creation receives its meaning and purpose. In Her heart life is cradled, cupped and caressed.  In Her heart all elements and senses can attune to Divinity and at-one-ment.  In Her heart is the chance to rise, grow, love, learn and pause, the chance to breathe and cherish the Self.  Rising again the call comes in with Her voice reverberating with our own, clear communication creating the most positive energy imaginable and a joyful tune ensues. The captain of this ship knows She, the Earth, has all in hand and the only real responsibility is to embrace Her and revel in Her provisions awaiting the final marriage of Spirit returning to Her feet.  As one, Earth, Spirit and Form is perfect and whole and timeless.  As one there is no more and no less.

June Parkin