What image springs to mind when you picture Mother Nature? Would it surprise you that she gave birth to the Greek Gods and mythology? She’s been around a long, long, LONG time.
As I was world building, it was important for me to find a way to hide magic. Sure I could have pulled a reason out of my proverbial ‘hat’, but I like grounding my writing in history and mythology. I had a basic idea of the reasons, but I needed to familiarize myself with the lady that dropped the veil in the first place, Mother Nature.
The first Greek God was actually a Goddess, Mother Nature, or as they named her, Gaia. She sprang from chaos and gave birth to the flowers, trees, mountains and rivers. Our entire ecosystem is her child. She is a very nurturing Goddess. Her only desire is harmony. When an unbalance occurs, she will do anything within her natural powers to restore harmony. Earthquake, tornado, and even volcanic eruptions are her tools to restore her ‘child’ to its natural balance.
In Slavic traditions, she has a duality. Lada is the goddess of spring, love and beauty. She lives in the ‘otherworld’ and emerges every spring equinox to shower the land with her gifts. Marzanna is the goddess of death and winter, an old crone that lulls the earth and her children to sleep.
Mokosh, is the Russian Goddess of Earth, worshipped by the ancients. Mokosh spins the thread of life and became the patron of women as time progressed. She is widely known throughout Russia, Romania, Poland, Ukraine and the Czechoslovakia.
The Hindu culture’s divine mother is Maimatawhich literally means Mother Earth.
Ancient Egypt worshipped Hathor, who held the sky.
The Inca’s had Pachamama.
The Neolithic settlement of Anatolia, which dates back to 7500 BC also worshipped a divine mother goddess. Figurines of a woman seated on a throne, flanked by two lions, have been excavated by archeologists. They are believed to be the goddess Chatal Huyuk.
Mother Nature has been worshipped by every culture around the globe for as long as time has been recorded. She is exactly who I need to make the rules of magic work in my world.
What have you heard about Mother Nature? I’m interested in hearing your stories and beliefs
Last night I was consumed with creating a children’s story for my new writing group. It was so much fun, writing about newborn dragons and cherries popping in a bowl, I lost all track of time. My tea grew cold and eventually forgotten. It was only 2 inches away from my hands as I typed the story into word and prepared to mail it off. As soon as I hit send, my stomach went queasy. Perhaps one more polish was needed. The doubts crept back.
I got in my car this morning, turned on the radio, and the Cherry Poppin’ Daddies were singing. No more doubts. How coincidental is that? But is it really coincidental?
Things like this have been happening to me more and more.
I was in a friend’s car last Thursday, driving toward the market, and I noticed she had a post-it-note with the words, Serendipity, Synchronicity, Coincidence, listed right in front of my passenger seat. I thought back to the Kushtaka, Tahoma and my last blog post and smiled.
Then this morning, on Facebook, a friend posted a link to a news article that immediately took me to a story I wrote many years ago. The images in the article were so similar to my story creation I couldn’t ignore it. So many of these events seem to be happening around me.
Today I looked each of these words up in the dictionary.
Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events that are apparently causally unrelated occurring together in a meaningful manner. To count as synchronicity, the events should be unlikely to occur together by chance.
Serendipity is an aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident. Good fortune; luck: synchronicity, the events should be unlikely to occur together.
Coincidence is something that happens by chance in a surprising or remarkable way. (and all Whovians know you never ignore a coincidence, there is no such thing! Sorry, I’ve been a Doctor Who fan for years.)
As I notice these events more and more occuring in my writing life, the seridipty seems to unfold with greater frequency and in more unusual ways, like the song in the car this morning.
When I pay attention to these moments, it feels like an acknowledgement from my guardian angel or muse or simply from the universe. Thanks for listening. You are moving in the right direction.
So, I’m asking you….are you listening?