It hardly seems possible that a month has gone by since I last
wrote. It's been a remarkably busy time, taken up mostly with
completing the ceremonial staffs for the show October 26th. I'm
happy to report that the opening was a great success. Photos of the
staffs have been sent to my webmaster and should appear on my website
sometime soon (I have the feeling he is out of the country right now).
I've been asked to describe how it feels to communicate with a
planet, a question that is not as simple to answer as you might
think. I often have trouble answering, "What's it about?" when
asked about AWAKENING WITH MOTHER EARTH. If I say something like,
"It's about what's happening with the planet," too many people assume
it's about climate change and put the book, me and the planet into a
neat little pigeonhole of what they already know about the subject.
Like the communication question, there's a lot more to it than that.
Here are some adjectives I could truthfully use to describe the
experience of communication with Gaia: overwhelming, frightening,
exhilarating, frustrating, heart-opening, uplifting, saddening,
enraging, energizing, beautiful, fun, awe-inspiring, humbling and
life-changing.
In the early days, I was horrified by what I was hearing, even as I
doubted my perceptions, and I was right to suspect myself. Later on
I was told that my penchant for seeing the gloomy side of things (I
love disaster movies) was a flaw in my perception. If all I can see
is the negative, I am not seeing truly; it is never so one-sided. I
had to adjust.
Looking back, I think I was gently shepherded along, allowed to ask
the same question again and again, hoping for a different answer (The
Tribe occasionally lost patience), being taught to listen and be
listened to. There were questions I never asked because I was
afraid of the answer. Even when I put the book together, there were
parts I was tempted to leave out as too hopeless or depressing.
As my ability to listen improved and I reacted less emotionally, what
I think of as the true voice of Our Mother emerged and I found that
very exciting. Her voice was direct and no-nonsense, loving even
communicating things that were hard for me to hear. That there was
more hope in it and I got a glimmer of her vision for herself and
for us made it exciting at the same time. At the end of our
communications, I was again frustrated. Information was being thrown
at me at a furious pace and it was often hard to decipher. I suspect
there were things I missed and questions I should have asked.
Nonetheless, when Gaia said we were done for now, I had a hard time
letting go. It took me a week or so to accept that it was time to
get on with the actual writing of the book. I felt like I had lost
my best friend.
Since then, communication has been sporadic. No doubt you've
noticed that Gaia has been very busy, as has everyone I know, myself
included. It takes time and a quiet mind for real communication to
take place and both have been in short supply in my life lately. It
is unthinkable that I would let something so wonderful slip away so I
make an effort from time to time to stay in touch. Sometimes there
is something, sometimes not. I believe that if I am faithful and
consistent in seeking to communicate, Our Mother will again let me
know when the time is NOW.
Love to you all,
Fran Gatins
www.satolahsingularities.com
www.polkadotbanner.com
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Mary Oliver
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