by Abby Willowroot
Deep in each human heart is a memory, a simple and powerful one.
It is the memory of sanity, the memory of being simply human.
We are each of us, the product of millions of years of evolution.
We carry inside of us, many ancient knowings and understandings.
We are the dream of our ancestors, proof of their survival lives in us.
The remembrance of the Goddess is held in the hearts of humanity.
She has begun to re-emerge and is again celebrated and honored.
She was the sustenance and guiding protectress of our ancestors.
The noise of the world around us often drowns out
the simple whisper of human truths.
You will hear these truths if you allow yourself to honor Nature and spend time quietly and without expectation. Sit under a tree and watch grass move in the breeze, or silently watch the ocean, or a lake, or a field of grass or grain. It will open you to the Universe and magic.
If you live in a city, or cannot get out, quietly watch a house plant as it breathes. Listen and do not judge what you hear, just simply allow it to bubble up and reach the surface of your consciousness. Relax, and soon you will be entrained and breathing in harmony together.
Memories of our shared heritage often emerge through drumming, chanting or dancing. Even though you may have forgotten, the cells of your body remember these ancient truths. When you connect mind, body and spirit, magic happens and the Universe opens to you. Wisdom floats through the air on the powerful rhythms of a drum beat. The sound opens your being. You need not practice, or be a musician, to play a drum, you have only to pick up a drum, relax, and begin. Your body will remember . . . you are a human, it is part of you.
Honoring the Goddess in drumming, dance, chant and song should not be rehearsed, it should flow from you as an offering of your essence. It is not your skill that makes it powerful, it is your spirit. Your true self is released and celebrated when you dance.
A Remembering Chant
I sing to the Goddess
my voice is strong
I drum to the Goddess
an ancient song
I do not know the words
I simply make a sound
my hand strikes the drum
remembering an ancient sound
I dance to the Goddess
my feet upon the Earth
I sway to find the rhythm
of an ancient birth
I dance, I sing, I drum, I chant
the memories grow clear
I dance, I sing, I drum, I chant
and the Goddess is here
For remembering, it is often helpful to light a candle and gaze into the flame. Firelight is as old as human history. When the flickering light of a candle is perceived by your brain, it opens passage ways and paths to long forgotten genetic memories.
See the memories dance and shine in the timeless light of a candle.
Ancient memories waiting to be discovered by you.
We are our ancestors, their experiences and memories live within us. They are in our brains, in our cells, in our marrow, they are the sacred core of our very being. Reconnecting with these ancient memories fills one with a deep and unshakeable knowing. The powerful realization at a gut level, that all humanity, all life and all energy is connected in a magical web of inter-dependence.
We are all cells in the body of the Goddess, each unique, each with a special task, and special gifts. Knowing this at your core, brings peace, harmony and unimaginable joy.
http://spiralgoddess.com/Heritage.html