Years and years ago, when the Faeries’ Oracle first came out, I went to San Diego to show a small group of people how to krow* with the Oracle. Nice people! We had fun with the cards, and they found that they could be really helpful. As the last thing in the class, I asked each person to draw a card to tell them what the faeries wanted from them in the future — not a question we often think to ask. I don’t remember what anyone else drew — mine was Unity — because I was so blown away by the message I heard in my head as I looked at the Unity card.
“We need you to save the world. Right now, humanity is standing on the edge of tipping into collective insanity. It could go either way, but the thing you must do to prevent this is to bring people back to nature. They must connect with Earthmother, with the trees, the stones, with all creatures, even each other, as well as all of the nature spirits and MamaNature herself. Most of all, they must remember to be their own True Nature.”
I was totally flummoxed and speechless. How could I possibly do that? Everyone? Humanity? All of it? I doubtfully told the voice, “I can’t do that! It’s far too big a job for any one person — no matter how wise or capable that person is, and I’m certainly not anyone special at all!”
“Don’t worry about that — you’ve been working on it for years, but now it’s time for you to know the true purpose of the work you’ve been doing. Knowing how important this is will help you to stay in focus. You need to be conscious! You need to be Awake and Aware! Many other people are working toward the same purpose in their own way. You are far from alone. And of course, we’ll help — if you invite us!”
That skittered around inside my head the rest of the evening, but I didn’t say anything about it to anyone. It sounded so… grandiose… as well as overwhelming. Who did they think I was anyway? Whoever they thought I might be, I knew I wasn’t.
I didn’t sleep soundly that night. My mind kept going in circles — as well it might. And besides, I was flying home the next morning and had things to do before I went. I got up quite early and began packing, but it wasn’t long before my hosts knocked on my door, saying we needed to watch the television.
Have I mentioned the date? September 11, 2001. Yes, that morning.
Needless to say, I didn’t get on a plane that morning. In fact, it took a whole week for me to get home. As I watched the way that people behaved, how they responded to that event, how they (in many cases) cherished each other, were so kind and helpful to strangers, and then watched how we gradually fell apart again “going back to normal” I understood what the fae had been talking about.
Getting back to nature. Nature. MamaNature, Earthmother. Nature Spirits. Our Own True Nature. That.
There is, of course, the nature of blood, tooth, and claw, but there is also the choice of spirituality, blessing, and compassion.
I’ve only mentioned this to a very few people up to now, so why am I telling you today?
9-11… and then 11-9-2016 and that election. Yes. Which way did the scale tilt then? Toward MamaNature? Against her? And which way is it tilting now — and how are we influencing it ourselves? Each one of us?
Some people might consider this to be a war. I do not! Greed, selfishness, and all of that is what causes war. And war begats war. Those are precisely the things that got us into the mess we’re in now. Taking things from others and even from EarthMother just so we can have more-more-more, so we can go faster and farther and have more stuff, much more stuff to sit in our closets and cupboards, to throw away, to create unbelievable piles of trash.
For all of us, our purpose in being in the world now, our mission, the thing we are meant to do is to make a simple choice. Either we choose to come to our own true nature, which is compassionate, or we choose to succumb to the fear that births greed and anger. This is the choice each of us has to make. No decision is irrevocable — yet.
One more thing — no choice is too small to count in one direction or another. Everything we do makes a difference one way or the other.
If we are going to opt for healing ourselves and the world, we must do it with joy and and kindness and gentleness, not anger nor greed nor fear.
*Krow — “work” playfully spelled backwords. A faery knackerty knotion about recognizing that the only difference between work and play is attitude. We forget that when we start to school — before that, it is something we instinctively know. This too is something we need to know on our mission to save our world, each other, and ourselves.