Follow the Whispers of the Earth

A new kind of game is what this soul wishes to bring to Earth. Not with rules like cricket or chess, but built upon the love for the Earth this being has developed over many lifetimes. He has stayed in the wild places of the world where it is easier to hear the Earth. He has learnt to hear the Earth through trees and rocks, through waterways on the surface and hidden, through the movement of clouds and creatures of land and sky. He has had lifetimes on the steppes and in the jungle, on prairies, in scrubland and forest. Beyond whatever immediate purpose he might have, has been the honing of an inner hearing, listening and watching in each moment for the message that comes from the Earth. 

This is the skill he wishes to teach: a new sort of game or an old one, where people may abandon for while the drives and wishes of their personalities and open to the love of the Earth. First through its messengers, all the life we share the planet with, then ultimately from the Earth’s soul directly, letting ourselves be led on journeys, long or short in which the only purpose is to follow the message of the Earth moment by moment, to discover and share what is revealed when responding acutely to the guidance that comes with each whisper heard, each step taken.

It will catch on. It will be a way of living a meditation with the Earth, or tuning or retuning to a higher note the spirit of humanity, of turning worn hearts outward to welcome healing, to help bring peace again to Earth.

Imagine a group come out of a city, from a busy organisation perhaps, into one of the wild places of the Earth, and becoming still. By degrees the noise and busyness falls away. The spirit beings of the place begin to lift off the cares, the burdens and anxieties of urgency and the fractured energies of disconnection. They whisper guidance, like the wind breathing at first light. They draw the attention to the perfection of a moment, the detail of a twig or the scope of a landscape. With their help this group begins to move past thought to communion with this place. Their breathing slows, their eyes open, they find themselves again and hear the voice of the Earth. Then as they move they know themselves once more as consciousness amid consciousness, one among many breathing with the Earth.

This man holds the space in which it can happen. His faith holds the group steady and his knowing makes a bridge which they can cross to meet the spirits who are drawn to teach them.