The Queen of Peace

The Queen of Peace is ill.  

Come. Make her offerings of maple soup. Sit by her bedside. Write her poems on birch bark. 

She will revive her vitality. But it will take gratitude, sincerity, and simplicity. It will take remorse. And it will take devotion to evolution. We must renounce our abuses, transcend capitalistic plans, and allow her abundant body to mend. 

She needs us to slow down, to breathe, to stare at her sky, and to wander her land. She needs us to sip her water and sit upon her broken bones. She needs us to take only what we need and to live in balance. 

Now is the time we take care of her. Now is our turn to be saviors.

Come. Be a rebuilder of life. Be a holder of light. Be a co-creator of love. Free the wild from the excessive burdens of humans. If we help her, she will heal. And if we save her, she will save us. She is the Queen of Peace. She is our collective cottage, our wild home, our Earth Mother. Oh let her live! She is the village. She fills the wells, feeds the animals, and brings our breath. And yet, we forget to be with her and to thank her. We can be so spoiled and bratty, can't we? Look at us running away from home. Look at us complaining and whining. We want it all and quickly. We expect life to be constantly cozy and incredibly easy. We don't want it to teach us all it has to teach us. We hide from life and we hide from The Queen of Peace because we know how honest they can be. Life is life. It is what it is. And she is the clear pond, the silent stones, and the still mountain. Both speak with silent clarity, with surrender and harmony.

Be conscious, The Queen of Peace says, and live with delicate awareness. Life is about need. Life is not about excess. I am powerful, gorgeous, resilient, brilliant, gentle, and wise, yes, and yet, I am not infinite. I cannot, and will not, make you every silly little thing forever. Eventually, you will learn that your precious brown packages will never deliver you your deliverance. So please, stop loving your free shipping and love the moss, the moose, and the bear. Bathe in the blue sea and dance through the open air. Love the grass and the fern and the fir and the ivy.  Love the bugs, the birds, the whales, and the wooded hills. Stop hiding from me! Stand at the edge of a stream. Feel the sun seep through your skin. Listen. I will not hurt you. And anyway, it'll all catch up with you eventually. Life isn't meant to be cheap and easy. Let life bring you what you need. Let it bring you your learning. It is a journey - one of turns and bluffs and gulleys. Only the Divine knows that deeper than me. You too can be resilient and brilliant, wise, powerful, gorgeous, and gentle. So please, be. Balance your needs and your excessivenesses. Be nourished and satisfied, not a servant to sensory hankering. You do not need all the things. 

How might I abandon my greed for unnecessary things? For too many things? For over-pleasing? For hoarding? How might I abandon my greed for convenient things? The order and delivery? The excessive driving? The plastic sacks? The trash? All the little toys and clothes and gadgets that spawn and spread in closets and bins and cabinets? How might I be meek and abundant, authentic and nourished? How might I be powerful, gorgeous, resilient, brilliant, gentle, and wise? I want us to gather in a community of consciousness. I want us to honor and save our sacred beloved queen. To be with this mess and help her heal. 

I will begin with more homemade meals. I will begin with more local food, fewer packages, and less driving. I will begin with less stuff and more time with the trees. 

Will you join me?