Returning to the cyclical nature of time always fills my heart with wonder and ease. The fast paced society we live in is an illusion and my children are my greatest teachers when reminding me time is a concept of the mind.
I had the wonderful opportunity to attend a workshop with Cockatoo Paul from Australian Bush Survival School last week who teaches bush knowledge. His skills and offering enabled my son Kai to connect directly with the delicious environment where we live and experience the amazing potential it holds to make tools, shelter, bracelets, baskets and provide really yummy food. Thank you Cockatoo Paul. This is a poem that I wrote a while back to welcome the birth of my daughter. I believe by connecting children to the time and place of their birth and these deeper cyclical rhythms, we can experience less anxiety and fear because we are part of a greater, slower, wiser dance of timelessness. Reach out to me via roseggoodall@gmail.com for more information about birth poetry or to book a session.
Dear Iara,
The song of the Earth
At the time of your birth
A blanket of nature’s wisdom
Embroidered with threads of the stars
To warm your sweet heart
Winter westerly offshore breeze
Blue ocean and sky so clear
Dolphins race and mullet swarm
The whales are nearly here
Mother humpback breeding time
Her belly swells carrying her young
To journey North and give birth
Vibrational healing is sung
Mulberries blossoming
A flowery delight
Their delicious fruits
Are within sight
Dingo pups paws pound
The soft sand of K’gari Coast ground
Coloured sands and ocean waves
Butchulla land Wongari sound
Scorpious lights up the evening sky
Maiu’s hook curls and shines
The red heart of Andarus
Glows warm and red in this time
Natures clues for you to see
Movement upon the Earth
Your country dances in celebration
The day your mother gave you birth.
With love and blessings,
Mama Rose