I am often asked what I believe in, and it is not easy to put into words, but I will try. I am a child of the Earth, a son of the Sun King and the Lady Moon
Long before religion became dogmatic, overloaded with rules and regulations, and adorned with ceremonial figures and their ministries there was nature. Humanity worked close to the land and was reliant on that land for survival, so the first spiritual impulses were born of those people, our ancestors, who toiled the land.
Our ancestors learned and understood the way of the seasons, when to sow and when to harvest; they knew how to store food for the long winters. They understood the cycle of the moon, the tides of the sea, the plants to use for healing. There were no holy books or spiritual doctrines as the divine lived among the people not in some inaccessible realm. The divine is the essence of all living things and of life itself.
Spirituality was not born in the unseen, but right here in the dirt, in the soil we grow our crops in, in the struggle of everyday life and in our triumphs over adversity. In the days of old there weren’t the high-brow philosophies that only priests understood and spirituality has never been about that. Spirituality comes from our experiences, good and bad, from the uplifting moments that quicken the soul such as falling in love to the deep sense of loss when we grieve the death of a loved one, all our feelings and experiences inform the soul.
Even in this modern world of high tech, we are dependent on the Earth to provide the sustenance of life even if we do not farm the land ourselves. We are children of the Earth and will return to the Earth, we are as rooted to the scared Mother Earth as any tree and are connected to all living things of the Earth by the divine essence that is life. That is how it always has been, how it always will be – it simply doesn’t change.
©JG Farmer 2019