When I gaze upon the star-filled sky, I sense the power of the universe as greater than myself. Stark blackness with a smattering of pin-dot stars, pink and yellow glowing planets, the silver moon…all of these sights render me incapable of speech. The Pleiades glowing blue in the winter sky makes me ache for home. The knowledge of galaxies too far away to be seen with the naked eye causes me to pause and reflect, as does the knowledge that newly discovered earth-like planets are somewhere, out there, making me wonder: are we alone?
There are times like these that I feel such a tiny part of the vastness of space. A cosmic comma. However, when I look into the eyes of my husband, feel the first tender shoots of a seedling plant, or stroke the soft fur of my feline familiar, I see the universe in everything around me and myself as a cog in the wheel of life. In this most difficult of economic times, I find it is very important to reconnect with the universe and notice the cosmic within us. We as women birth more than children. We women birth friendships, creativity, and life on all levels. Now more than ever, it is time to awaken the cosmic in every woman.
Going about the day working and cleaning and cooking and making love and sleeping – all the things women find themselves doing at any part of the day or night – can keep us detached from our cosmic nature unless we have a constant awareness of our cosmic being. It is sometimes quite difficult for me to keep that I’m-part-of-outer-space knowledge at the forefront of my mind when I’m writing out bills, putting away dishes and answering email. However, it is there, always at the back of my consciousness, simmering like stew on the stove. I often ask myself, “How can I balance the mundane work-a-day life with my authentic, cosmic-oriented one?” How can we women embrace fully our cosmic nature, even in the midst of this economy, these times, and these tasks we face on a daily basis? That is what I’m trying to discover myself, and these are the things I’ve learned so far.
First of all, it’s important to approach a new day in a spirit of prayer and thanksgiving. Giving thanks to Mother Earth, the Gaia spirit, for birthing us, holding us, and keeping us alive on her beautiful bosom starts the morning with the awareness that it isn’t just me facing the world alone but my Mother Gaia supporting me. Spending a few moments in the bed after awakening helps set the tone for the day ahead. Chanting a mantra, saying a prayer, setting an intention, casting a spell…any of these done with eyes shut and body prone can set the tone for a beautiful and brilliant day. Being positive energy sources, we women are naturally attuned to the Earth and Her creative, giving nature. By starting the morning this way, we tell our Cosmic Mother we love her by acknowledging her with our first breath and thought.
Secondly, a way I’ve discovered to help keep my cosmic consciousness alive during mundane waking life is to sit outdoors for as little as 15 minutes a day. It may sound silly, but these little snippets of “Earth time” have brought me closer to my cosmic heritage by bringing me more in tune with the Earth and Her creatures. Sit in a comfortable place and close your eyes. Listen to the birds and feel the wind. Open your eyes to observe the colors and textures of trees, clouds, grass, rocks, and insects. Just observe. Refrain from judging. By observing and not judging I have discovered that I am just as important as that rock, just as beautiful as that wren, just as spiritual as the oak tree looming over me. We are all in one, bits of THE one, pieces of the divine. Sitting and observing the Earth for even as short a time as a quarter hour makes us realize that duality is a falsehood and oneness is truth.
A third and most important practice that keeps me focused on my true self is the practice of star and moon-gazing. One doesn’t need to be an astronomer or have a telescope to do this. Go outside on a starry night and gaze out into the Universe that holds us, keeps the planet on Her course around Father Sol, and embraces us in the spiral arms of our Milky Way galaxy. A few moments under a dark sky can bring everything into perspective. I feel that my spirit soars when I see a full Moon rise at the set of the sun, Lady Luna’s yellow-orange face peeking out from behind the pines reminds me of my feminine, ever-changing nature. The ebb and flow of life, the push and pull, the moon’s energy as she rises higher, shedding her blushing face for a bright, silvery, powerful beam that illumines the night and helps us to sleep under her watchful gaze.
The Moon is woman, and woman is the Moon.