spirit guides

When we enter the womb of Mother God, we may suddenly become viscerally aware of a sense of isolation, loneliness, and darkness in our lives. This period frequently precedes a rebirth (read: that which precedes an entirely different kind of life) and we may feel that we are floating in the void, dreaming our daily lives without fulfillment of desire. Time seems to flow in all directions. As we expand from an embryo into a fetus we begin to form our eyes and ears, limbs and organs that do not yet function, but will support us in the life that we cannot yet see, hear or interact with. Everything is feeling. Slowly, we think, as we float in the protection of Mothers belly, we become increasingly aware, and we can make out faint sounds that seem far, far away.

As we float with our dream lives, we are in a very real sense out of time and space. We dream that our alarm clocks ring at the same moment each morning, we dream of cutting the crusts off the sandwiches we pack for our children to bring to school, we dream of sitting behind desks in small cubicles, we dream we are victims, we dream we are powerless, we do not yet understand that we are in a dream we cannot wake up from without entering the unknown, the birth canal of the Mother God.

Our own dreams weary us. At the conclusion of each one, we find a new body part: today a finger, tomorrow an ear, next month, our eyes begin to form, and our dreams become subject to projections from beyond the womb of Mothers belly: Eager voices, buzzing happily about our expected arrival, music, feelings. In our dreaming state we provide forms to these new voices: Angels, Spirit Guides, Ascended Masters, Goddesses, Archetypes, Galactics… but they are all family, all midwives, all tending to the needs of our inevitable births. Yes, our family trees stretch through the Cosmos.