Co-Creating A New Earth
I believe that focusing on what we love, on that which brings us joy, almost always sets us on the path of our soul’s purpose. Is there something that really lights you up? Do more of that!!!
In the past eight years I feel like I’ve been getting closer to my soul’s purpose on the planet. This includes the following:
- My love for the Earth—for all her creatures small and large, for the trees and all the plant kingdom, for water in all its many forms.
- My kinship and connection to Native Americans—to their history, their traditions, their sacred places; to the indigenous people today and the issues which most concern them.
- My sensitivity to the history of those in the non-dominant culture. In our history classes, we tend to focus on white men: presidents, generals, inventors, etc. We don’t learn a lot about history from the perspective of those who were not in power but nevertheless contributed greatly to our country.
- Praying for the spirits of those who died—in massacres, in wars, during racially charged horrors, shootings, etc.
Much of what I do nowadays is connected to these passions and interests. For instance, with regard to Mother Earth, I may help educate people about the importance of creating or maintaining habitat conducive to the survival of our pollinators–especially the butterflies, bees, and birds whose populations have been plummeting so precipitously. (If you want a copy of a flyer which educates about this, please click HERE, and feel free to distribute widely!) Or I may organize small groups of women to sing to and thank and bless the waters. (If you’re a woman who wants to honor and bless the waters of the world, please visit this site.) Or the animal lover in me may spend time taking care of people’s animal companions while their humans are away.
Regarding my passion and concern for the indigenous people of the planet, I travel, visiting many of their sacred sites. Or I may offer prayers where there were massacres of indigenous people. Or I may write or speak about the ancient earth mounds they created, or what happened at the infamous “Indian boarding schools.”
During my travels, I have also begun visiting internment camps of Japanese Americans, places where people of color were brutally killed, and schools where mass shootings prematurely ended the lives of children and teenagers. I go there because I believe the grief and sorrow lingers. I believe it’s important to acknowledge the sorrow, the anger and suffering, and to address the spirits of the dead who may be at unrest due to their sudden and traumatic deaths.