Honouring Gaia


I have a vision, where people both young and old come together in peace and joy, to celebrate and honour "Gaia, The Great Mother Earth".

Let us build a world culture, that is based on respect and love, respect and love for each other, respect and love for the animal and plant kingdoms and a deep spiritual respect and love For our Mother Earth.

Let us share this vision with each other, and most of all with our children.



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Gaia - Mother Earth

Gaia, our Great Mother Earth
She silently weeps, acidic tears.
Which are carried on the winds,
Her body shakes in despair,
For mankind,
Whom she has sustained,
Continue to destroy without care or thought.

Through their selfish greedy ways,
Her delicate balance of renewal and growth
The seasonal promotion of life, death and change,
Is being disrupted by human hand,
For they take and do not replace.

The tendrils of her hair, the mighty trees,
are torn out by the roots,
Her life giving energy, depleted,
By pollution and toxic waste,
The Rivers, those arteries of life,
Poisoned, and her water creatures die,
How much longer can she survive,
Not long I fear, I hear her cry.

The key to Gaia's return to health,
Lies with us, her children,
We who profess to love,
Her breathe, the wind on our cheeks,
Her smile, the varied colours of the land,
The embrace of her loving arms,
Her mountains majestic, craggy and rough,
Her gentle rolling folds of "skin"
That enfold us all, with love within.

The time has come, to prove our worth,
Time to stop, her awful pain,
Let us honour her, as we should,
And thank her every day we live,
For her shelter and our birth.



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For the love of the Goddess

(For the Love of the Goddess)



A Powerful, but Nurturing Force

Our Mother Earth,
Wise Woman,
An ancient benevolent Sage,
The Goddess of knowing,
And Ruler of the dragon fire,
Sower of seasons,
And Weaver of shadows,
The Warrior of logic and reason,
She, who brings us night and day,
The sun's warmth and healing rays,
Lights the sky, with moon and stars,
Entertains with clouds, wind, snow and rain.

Clothed in colours of a rainbow,
And every shade between,
A sentient, witness to all that happens,
She sees havoc and ruin, wrought by man,
Without thought or care,
The suffering, of her animal friends,
Both, great and small, and the rape of the land,
Grieve her greatly,
And every now and then,
She cries out in her anguish and in her pain,
When will they learn?

Must I punish once again!

When it all gets too much,
Her wrath, a powerful force, breaks free,
She tears, rips and rends, asunder,
The land, beneath our feet,
Erupts in surging, boiling rage, Destroying all in her way,
An ancient Goddess, dragon of fire,
With fiery fingers of molten lava,
Breathes, and belches, searing gusts,
Of red hot, choking ash,
Into the atmosphere,
Such is her strength and potency.

Sometimes, she scoops the waters,
From an ocean great,
Whirls and spins with angry hands,
A towering, turbulent swelling wave,
She heaves, this surging mass,
Of foaming seas, a, tsunami,
Exploding, in a deafening roar,
Engulfing all, in her path, she swallows,
And overwhelms with a deadly embrace,
Thus it is, that landfalls, and all life thereon,
Ships, and other seagoing craft,
Come to know an awesome power,
That few survive.

In her form of Warrior,
She sends, the wild and blustery winds,
Brings weather wet and stormy days,
She carries a shield of thunder black,
Which rings with a deep resounding clap,
Her spear is lightning's arc,
That flashes overhead,
And at times she floods the lands,
Destroys crops and homes,
Challenges with drought, and fire,
And dries up water beds.

This tempestuous anger, is a Mother's lesson,
A visitation, a reprimand, from the Goddess,
Disturbing, in her ferocity,
When calm and peace returns,
She watches over us as,
United, and collectively,
We work, to heal and repair,
With dogged tenacity.

Even when the distress and despair,
Threatens to overwhelm,
We continue on,
She nods her approval,
When we succor all in need,
Giving comfort and compassionate care,
And attempt to mend and soothe her injuries,
She knows the human capacity,
That given time, they will succeed.

She smiles in her wisdom,
She wants us to know,
These times are not sent in spite,
But for our understanding and our spiritual growth,
The great Mother, wants our respect,
We must always nourish and nurture,
Paying homage to our planet,
She admonishes, do not destroy needlessly,
Honour all that dwells here.

For, all that is animate, whether it be,
Three, flower, creature, or humanity,
Have the right of natural law,
That of life and her protection,
She gives this haven freely,
And asks, that in return,
We provide a place of continuity,
That all existence, may live,
In peace and balanced harmony.



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Tree of Life

(Tree of life)



For too long we have walked around with our eyes closed. But surely, our hearts have told us how irrevocably we are bound to Gaia. She provides us with everything, and without her benevolence and Mother love, we would cease to exist.

She is the air we breathe, the water's of life, the food we eat, the roof over our heads, She is the one constant in our lives we neglect and take for granted.

Too many people have the attitude of "well I won't be around to see ... the collapse of / loss of / ...etc. So it won't affect me, so why should I worry". Such attitudes sadden me, as these people have no love (as far as I am concerned), for their own children, or future generations, for the plant or animal kingdoms and they have no spirituality or sacredness in their lives, for life. These people may never learn to understand the rhythms and cycles of life or they just don't wish to be bothered.

But let it be understood, the call to deepen our relationship with Gaia strengthens day by day, and as more people bond to The Great Mother, this relationship will spill over into our daily lives and into those of our kin, and into the lives of friends and neighbours. The circle will widen, and continue to extend forever outward, until the day comes when all will feel her embrace and will give thanks.

Let us ask the Great Mother to teach us her healing and forgiving ways, her secrets of eternity, that we may teach our children, and our children, their children, for only then can the future unfold as it should and the continuity of life within "The Great Mother's"embrace be assured.



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Page design, all poetry and text Copyright © Pauline Khong 1998-1999
Image in page set from a painting "Spring Morning" by Maxfield Parrish (1870-1966)
Painting "Tree of Life", Copyright © Cassandra Eason 1996
Painting "For the Love of the Goddess", (Untitled) Copyright © Susan Seddon Boulet 1976