“I wanna be free, so free,
Like a flower and a bee,
Like a bird in a tree,
Like a dolphin in the sea.
Pachamama, I’m coming home
To the place, where I belong.
Pachamama, I’m coming home,
To the place, where I am from.”
The Virgin Mary, Gaia, Pachamama, Mother Earth; there are many aspects of the divine mother in folklore and mythology, and the Goddess is still worshipped (and feared) across the world to this day.
Seen as the earth herself, people throughout the ages have understood her to be both benevolent, but also capable of great destruction and wrath. Volcanos, earthquakes, even a bad harvest become bestowed to the irritability of the great mother, and the earth – even among those who agree with Nietzsche’s notion that ‘God is dead’ – uphold the greatest respect and revelry for the organism that is our earth.
The Gaia hypothesis, coined in the 70s by James Lovelock concluded that Mother Earth is self sufficient; an organism that regulates itself no matter how much crap is pumped into her rivers, seas and atmosphere. Science and spiritual alike, in truth we are powerless in the face of her, and merely a blot in her history, and very much easy to wipe out.
Despite angry books like The Myth of Matriarchal Prehistory and Simone De Beauvoir’s take on the archetype of the mother in The Second Sex – ‘Few tasks are more like the torture of Sisyphus than housework, with its endless repetition: the clean becomes soiled, the soiled is made clean, over and over, day after day’ – many believe that matriarchy or the time of the divine feminine is yet to come, or – for those who believe in matriarchal prehistory – will return.
With laws rapidly moving in the right direction across the globe when it comes to women’s rights, there’s still a long way to go for equality, but many believe that, much like the return of the Christ consciousness channelled through the masses rather than through one prophet or revolutionary, that the return of the divine feminine is actually expressing itself as we speak through millions or individuals from all cultures, sexual orientations and genders.
If this is true, then it will be a breath of fresh air for society as we know it. Indeed, was socialism in its purest form an expression of the divine feminine, one which went sour and ended up embodying the negative aspects of that energy through communism, i.e suspicion, group thinking, jealousy and the hypocritical denial of individualism?
Marx himself, despite being a Victorian male in his personal life certainly fought for the feminine principles of equality and compassion against the masculine dog-eat-dog structures of capitalism.
There is something in the air that tells us (as there may have been for every generation of human life on earth to date), that there is a more peaceful and loving way for us to coexist. Or, even better yet, for us to become interdependent and thrive.
As the documentary, Thrive demonstrates, we can’t help but do so – Gaia and ourselves alike – yet it is clear to some that there is a way to exist without war and a lack of equality when it comes to sharing wealth and resources.
On a personal level, in this paradigm it is becoming increasingly accepted as ground-breaking concepts gradually filter into mainstream belief that we don’t need to follow in our parents footsteps. On a spiritual path, we must accept that this is one of the biggest shadows to shine a light on.
The pain of separating from our mothers manifests itself on such an existential level. To be separated from the mother; our source of milk, love and nourishment can be an experience of the biggest rejection of all, and effects us for the rest of our lives on a subconscious level.
As Herman Hesse wrote in Demian about the beauty and spirituality of Frau Eva being the ideal characterization of how to live your life. The mother becomes a physical manifestation – a metaphor – for our home and security, or a place we need to leave in order to have a connection to God.
Yet in truth, the mother IS our connection with God. The resistance of her, or this feeling of a loving universe, IS where we come from. We need only to move away from it to understand what it is and then bid ourselves to return.
If we are spiritual beings having a human experience, the mother becomes the rock that keeps us from floating back off into the angelic realm. For only in living this earthly life we might hope to have such an intense awakening. Because of the depth of suffering here on earth, the greater the achievement of nirvana.
Yet, where ever things go wrong in that stage of our development, or even is warped by our rose-tinted child glasses, our ideas of the Mother are put on a pedestal and she becomes the Goddess for both men and women.
Callous or overflowing with love, she is the roots that ground us in this experience, and so to be separated from her; forcefully, violently, or even just naturally, in the course of our development as we grow away from the nest, can be an extremely painful and frightening experience.
The mother wound might be the source of all suffering in the human experience, but also the key to healing ourselves completely. As we’ve already mentioned, without darkness there’d be no light. In order to know ourselves better we manifest these experiences in order to become distanced from the One in the first place. The journey is cyclical… a spiral, or even better, a fractal.
We move from the One; our mother and we are completely joined, both physically through the umbilical cord, touch but also emotionally and psychologically – to Separation; the energy of the masculine, we explore and wander away from the other, become an individual with different traits from our parents.
We may even actively reject those similarities and seek to dispose of them. And then, as our consciousness expands we begin to draw back to the energies of the divine feminine; back to nurturing the other, back to selflessness and servitude, back to community and compassion as we age.
W e MUST heal the mother wound. For some, healing the father wound appears to be more pressing. But on a macrocosmic as well as microcosmic level, healing the mother wound may offer more rewards.
To be able to build a spiritual home for ourselves, one unattached to any other individual yet one that honours the sparkle in every other human being we come into contact with is something close to finding heaven on earth.
Building the bridge of integration most certainly honours non-duality; a place without gender or biased. But in a world that has bled at the patriarchal altar for so long, then surely it’s time to make peace with She.
The mama that raised (or didn’t raise) us, the mama that houses us on her earthly crust, to the mama that lingers, waiting, unrealized deep within us, just waiting to express herself.
‘If you can feel that Mother Earth is in you, and you are Mother Earth, then you are not any longer afraid to die because the earth is not dying. Like a wave appears and disappears and appears again.’ ~ Thich Nhat Hanh
Healing the Mother or Father Wound