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  1. davidmichaelmcgrath
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    I read this entry the morning you posted it, and it pierced me deeply, connecting to a song I was learning the previous evening called “Mary” by Patty Griffin. Mom goes on and on, joy and sorrow without end.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XFAOJnfM6g8

    http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pattygriffin/mary.html

    Some of my most powerful spiritual ups and downs also involved the ocean. I grew up on the New England coast, spending part of every summer roaming Cape Cod and Boston harbor islands. While in the Navy, I was sent to the island of Cyprus for three years, and became aware of the old way of looking at the world as one big mother. As you say we are older than many and did not have the internet then, so I felt very much alone with no one to share my new ideas.

    One very powerful moment, I was gazing down at the rocky beach below the ruins of a temple of Aphrodite, torn down by the Christians, and ground down further by the Muslims. I could not find the words then to describe the feeling I had of being part of something so much bigger and so much more alive than the beliefs in the father gods that were beaten into me as a child. I knew the history of the myth of her coming out of the sea here at Paphos, but this was knowing in my blood that we and every living thing come from the same Mom, and she will continue even if we blow ourselves into extinction.

    1. amieravenson
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      That’s a beautiful song, thanks for sharing! It’s amazing that though different beaches and ocean locales can have totally different ‘feels’ to them, the mother finds us there nonetheless. I would love SO much to get to Greece one of these days. I would love the chance to sit at the old temples and see what kind of energies are still locked into the stone and the earth there to connect with. 🙂

      Hope things are great for you David! 🙂

  2. davidmichaelmcgrath
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    I read this entry the morning you posted it, and it pierced me deeply, connecting to a song I was learning the previous evening called “Mary” by Patty Griffin. Mom goes on and on, joy and sorrow without end.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XFAOJnfM6g8

    http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pattygriffin/mary.html

    Some of my most powerful spiritual ups and downs also involved the ocean. I grew up on the New England coast, spending part of every summer roaming Cape Cod and Boston harbor islands. While in the Navy, I was sent to the island of Cyprus for three years, and became aware of the old way of looking at the world as one big mother. As you say we are older than many and did not have the internet then, so I felt very much alone with no one to share my new ideas.

    One very powerful moment, I was gazing down at the rocky beach below the ruins of a temple of Aphrodite, torn down by the Christians, and ground down further by the Muslims. I could not find the words then to describe the feeling I had of being part of something so much bigger and so much more alive than the beliefs in the father gods that were beaten into me as a child. I knew the history of the myth of her coming out of the sea here at Paphos, but this was knowing in my blood that we and every living thing come from the same Mom, and she will continue even if we blow ourselves into extinction.

  3. davidmichaelmcgrath
    davidmichaelmcgrath at · · Reply

    I read this entry the morning you posted it, and it pierced me deeply, connecting to a song I was learning the previous evening called “Mary” by Patty Griffin. Mom goes on and on, joy and sorrow without end.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XFAOJnfM6g8

    http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pattygriffin/mary.html

    Some of my most powerful spiritual ups and downs also involved the ocean. I grew up on the New England coast, spending part of every summer roaming Cape Cod and Boston harbor islands. While in the Navy, I was sent to the island of Cyprus for three years, and became aware of the old way of looking at the world as one big mother. As you say we are older than many and did not have the internet then, so I felt very much alone with no one to share my new ideas.

    One very powerful moment, I was gazing down at the rocky beach below the ruins of a temple of Aphrodite, torn down by the Christians, and ground down further by the Muslims. I could not find the words then to describe the feeling I had of being part of something so much bigger and so much more alive than the beliefs in the father gods that were beaten into me as a child. I knew the history of the myth of her coming out of the sea here at Paphos, but this was knowing in my blood that we and every living thing come from the same Mom, and she will continue even if we blow ourselves into extinction.

    1. amieravenson
      amieravenson at · · Reply

      That’s a beautiful song, thanks for sharing! It’s amazing that though different beaches and ocean locales can have totally different ‘feels’ to them, the mother finds us there nonetheless. I would love SO much to get to Greece one of these days. I would love the chance to sit at the old temples and see what kind of energies are still locked into the stone and the earth there to connect with. 🙂

      Hope things are great for you David! 🙂

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