Barbara Wilder - The Adventure Continues - Love, Money, Spirit, and the Divine Feminine
Follow me as I explore the emerging new era that is based on love, joy, and abundance for all. There is a new world consciousness emerging. And as it does we will begin to experience a new sense of well-being. The fear that surrounds the current economic crisis will subside and eventually transform into a new unprecedented abundance, as more people begin to believe that we each have the power to shift our economy from one of fear to an economy of love.
Albert Schweitzer said: "The greatest thing is to give thanks for everything. He who has learned this knows what it means to live. He has penetrated the whole mystery of life: Giving thanks for everything."
So, how do we do that? In this time of uncertainty, when so much fear is running rampant, how do we open our hearts to this truth? I asked myself that this morning. I knew I wanted to host a Thanksgiving Eve Meditation and Prayer call tonight, and I wanted to be able to bring something to my beloved community that would help answer this question.
Thanksgiving be a truly a blessed event for you and for me and for all of us. And so I delved into the center of my own heart and asked for your guidance, and the answer that I felt come to me from all of you, because you/we are the channel for all truth and goodness, was that we all just want to connect in our hearts and feel the power of the Divine plan that we are all living and expressing. And my heart burst open with love.
So, I invite you, dearest ones, to join me this Thanksgiving Eve on a phone call where we will tune into the Divine flow of Love, Light, Goodness, and Abundance for All of our human family, in meditation and prayer.
We will connect heart to heart with light and love and share the joy of giving thanks for All that we are blessed with.
Each one of us is a brilliant shining gem, a unique and perfect expression of Divine Love. Tonight as a family of Light we will join in sacred prayer and in Light Energy Healing Meditation to first heal our own hearts, and then pulse our Light, our Divine Love, through our community, through our towns, through our country, and through the world, and in so doing expand our hearts to receive great blessings from All that is Goodness.
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Have a truly blessed Thanksgiving.
With my deepest Love and Gratitude for All of your love and support that you always share with me. I love you.
Goddess Lakshmi is the expression of the Great Mother that represents all the
luscious abundance that the Earth offers to humanity — nurturing abundance that
flows with ease and grace from Her for the benefit of All. The legends say that
all women of the world are forms of Lakshmi, and that where Lakshmi presides,
there is prosperity, virtue, righteousness, truth, and compassion.
In one of the Lakshmi myths, Devendra, King of the
Gods, carelessly allows his horse to trample Lakshmi's lotus blossom necklace.
The great sage Durvarsa is so incensed by this lack of respect for the gracious
Mother of All, that he puts a curse on Devendra so that he might never
experience Lakshmi’s abundance again.
Inadvertently, this curse on Devendra deprives the
entire Earth of Lakshmi's presence. Without the Goddess of abundance and
compassion, the land becomes barren, bringing about great suffering. As food
supplies begin to dwindle, only the wealthy kings who have great stores of food
are unaffected. As the people across the land starve, the kings continue to
feast from golden plates. This division between the rich and the poor pleases
the demons that partner with the kings and celebrate and fuel their greed.
Eventually, of course, even the stores of food in the
palaces begin to run dry. When they start to go hungry as well, the kings
realize their folly and appeal to the gods to intervene and bring Lakshmi back.
The gods, recognizing that the Earth cannot survive
without Lakshmi and her gracious abundance, send out search parties to find
Her. They learn that she now resides under the Sea of Milk. The gods know she will
not be brought back easily. They know she will not just come because the gods
who had so easily shunned her want her back. Nor would the wishes of the
powerful kings be enough to convince her to return. It will, they realize, take the power of all the gods, all the
mortals, rich and poor, and even all the demons working together to churn the
Sea of Milk to bring Her back to the Earth. The mortals are quickly convinced
to join in the effort. But it takes much politicking for the gods to convince
the demons to join. Only when the gods promise
that when Lakshmi is restored to Earth the kings will regain their wealth and
once again turn to them to support their wars and greed do the demons
Everyone gathers on the shores of the Sea of Milk and using
whatever implements they have brought with them, they all begin to churn. And
they churn and churn for many days, but to no good outcome. Lakshmi does not
appear. The demons are gleeful, and begin to depart rejoicing in the failure of
the gods. But just at that moment
Lakshmi rises up out of the Sea of Milk, standing on a great fuchsia colored
lotus blossom, golden coins, all the abundance of her sacred realm pouring from
Her hands. She also brings the ambrosia to heal the land and infuse the Earth
with Her riches once more. But, as the people and gods celebrate with great joy
to honor and give thanks to their great Mother, the demons steal the ambrosia. Lakshmi, disgusted with the gods’ and the
peoples’ carelessness with her sacred gifts prepares to return to the Sea of
The great God Vishnu, the preserver of the Universe, has
been watching, He cannot stand by any longer. He knows the immense worth of the
Great Goddess and he also loves the people very much. So, disguised as a
beautiful a seductress, Vishnu arrives, and Lakshmi recognizing Vishnu in
feminine form, delays her departure. Vishnu coaxes the ambrosia from the
demons, with the promise of sharing it equally between the gods, the mortals,
and the demons. The demons give in, seduced by Vishnu’s feminine charms. Vishnu
fills everyone’s cups with the ambrosia. But as gods and mortals celebrate the
demons collapse in death. The ambrosia was the essence of pure love, and evil
cannot withstand that powerful elixir.
At last, Lakshmi reigns as Mother of the Earth once
more, bestowing all Her riches on the people of the Earth, Her beloved
children. Instantly springs gush up through the parched earth, streams begin to
flow, grass, trees, flowers, and vegetables grow, bloom, and bear fruit. The
animals that have been dying in the wasteland drink from the new lakes and rivers
and revive. Lushness abounds throughout
I must note here that the demons, so easily foiled in
the Lakshmi myth, have yet to be overcome historically. But we all hold the
ambrosia, which is pure love, in our hearts.
I am excited to begin Vlogging here on my Blog. These are short talks about how to surf the emotional waters as we move through this powerful time of transformation from the old duality culture of domination and subservience into the new unity culture of caring, sharing and abundance for all.. This is the most exciting time in all of human history. But letting go of old belief systems and patterns that hold us hostage takes some real emotional and metaphysical skills and support.
And working with meditation tools can be our greatest helper. I have worked with Light Energy Meditation techniques for forty years, and I know how they can soften our journey and open our hearts and minds to new and powerful levels of consciousness. So, I am offering in this Vlog tips and meditations to help you navigate this exciting and challenging journey.
Blessings of love, light, joy, and abundance for All,
For those who don’t know, I am the author of a book called MONEY IS
LOVE: Reconnecting the Sacred Origins of Money that was published in 1999. I
am also what some might call an “urban shaman.”
Thus I have been very focused on the transformation of our financial
systems for many years. I truly believe that we, as a collective, are in the
process of changing from a fear based economy to a love based economy. And now, fourteen years after 9/11, we are
beginning to see strong signs of a love-based economy beginning to germinate.
I feel that today is an appropriate time to share some of my
observations and insights about the events of 9/11 and the subsequent events
I received very strong messages and signs in the days leading up to
9/11 and in the subsequent months and years that followed. I was able to interpret some of the signs and
symbols I observed at the time, very quickly, others took more time for the
meanings to reveal themselves.
So, I’d like to share the personal shamanic
journey I found myself traversing during the days leading up to September 11,
and share with you the signs and symbols I observed and participated in along
with my interpretation of them at the time and then in retrospect. And then follow
up with the subsequent signs and symbols that came after. This is all to give you
a deeper understanding of the immense and even cosmic significance of the
events of September 11, 2001 and how they relate to the emergence of the new
era of love, caring, sharing, and unity that is blossoming even as I write
this, in the midst of economic crisis and chaos.
The shock and
the tragedy of the attacks of 9/11 shook the American people to the core. Our
hearts were literally broken open. Think back to that day, and remember how you
felt. Some of you reading this were just children at the time, so perhaps you
will remember your own feelings, but also you may want to see if you can recall
how the adults around you responded.
almost everyone in the U.S., sat stunned in front of the T.V. most of that
first day watching the footage of the fall of the Twin Towers. My husband and I
were joined by a few friends, but there was very little conversation, as the
events played out over and over again and again before us. It was impossible to
turn off the television. We sat trance-like trying to comprehend it. Trying to take it into our psyches and digest
it. Most countries in the world have been attacked from outside forces, but
this had never happened on the mainland of the United States of America.
As I emerged
slowly from my state of shock, I began to try to make sense out of this hideous
event for myself. Also, while I watched
with horror and sadness, I was aware of a faint whisper in the back of my mind
that said that this was somehow positive. The whisper became louder and louder
until I was shocked into the realization that this was not just some random act
of terror, but an event of cosmic proportions whose meaning I needed to
unravel. I went directly to my default mode of exploration, which is to look to
history, no matter how recent, to find meaning in a present situation. And my
first inquiries are usually personal. So, what was I doing before this sudden
and horrific event shook our very foundations as a national community, and why
the World Trade Center? Were there signs
that I saw, but didn’t comprehend? The answer to the first question was simple,
I had been in Tucson, Arizona two days prior, where I’d delivered a keynote
address to open the SRI in the Rockies
annual conference. This event was and
still is the premier annual
national gathering of sustainable and responsible investment (SRI) professionals and related
organizations who work to direct the flow of investment capital in
transformative ways. This was the first time this group heard about the
concept that Money is Love, and that we were in the process of a consciousness
shift which was going to lift money and the economy up into a higher vibration
of love, caring and sharing. Was that
significant? I wasn’t sure, so I put
that on hold, and wound my way back to the day before the talk. I had flown to Phoenix from Denver and rented
a car and drivento Tucson on September 7. Nothing remarkable about the trip, so
I ignored that and moved on. And then I
remembered what had happened the day before that.
I was in my home loft office working on the talk I was going to give in Tucson. It
was early evening. My husband, Patrick
was downstairs in his office. I looked up from my computer and watched a bird
preparing for the night outside the window. I felt at peace with the world and
very excited about being able to share the Money is Love message with this
august group of conscious financial movers and shapers, when suddenly I felt a
shooting pain in my heart which got increasingly intense. I tried to breathe
through it, but as I did I got faint and finally realized that there might be something
really wrong. I called for my husband, who drove me immediately to the
hospital. He was sure I was having a heart attack, and I wasn’t completely
convinced that I wasn’t, though I didn’t feel like that was true. I was rushed
into the emergency room and hooked up to the electrocardiogram machine.
in the E.R. bustled around me in their life saving mode, I was strangely calm,
but I was aware that that this is often the case for people in physical trauma
once they realize they are being cared for.And then suddenly all the hustle and bustle stopped. I was left alone
for a few minutes, and then the doctor came in and announced that there was
nothing wrong at all. My heart was fine. I asked why it happened. He responded
by askingme a series of questions to
see if this was a panic attack or perhaps an allergic reaction, but all my
answers proved that neither of these were the case. I hadn’t been in any kind
of stressful situations in my personal or business life. I meditated every day.
I had not eaten anything out of the ordinary. He had to admit that there was
nothing that he could find that would precipitate the attack. I saw that he was
truly perplexed as he walked out of the room. Relieved, Patrick drove me home.
The only logical explanation, which the doctor didn’t agree with, but that made
Patrick feel better was that I had had a panic attack. And for the sake of
family unity, I said that he was right. But I was perfectly fine as soon as I
got to the hospital. I felt no panic in my body or mind at all. But it did
happen. That I knew. But “why” remained a big question for me.
the television as that horrible day continued, I watched for the hundredth time
the Twin Towers’ destruction before I traveled in my memory to day after my
“heart event” when I’d arrived in Tucson.
It was September 7th. The conference was being held in a
resort in the mountains outside of Tucson, but I was staying in town at the
Hilton Hotel that night. After dinner I retired to my room. It was a lovely
cool evening, and I sat on the terrace gazing out at the moonlit mountains. I
would be speaking somewhere in those mountains in less than twenty-four hours,
so I took some time in contemplation and harmonized my energy with the energy
of the resort and the people that would be at the conference.
I felt a strong
connection in my heart, and I remembered feeling a sweet warm feeling and
actually smiling. At that moment I saw a huge, shining column of opaque white light
coming out of the sky and anchored into the mountains. I had never seen or even
heard of anything like this before. I kept blinking my eyes, and I even slapped
my face lightly to see if I was in a trance state of some kind. But I was truly
alert, and the column of light remained. It was in the distance descending from
the sky and into the mountains. And it
didn’t end at the top of the highest mountain but ended in the side of the mountains
about half way down. As I sat staring at it in amazement, the thought crossed
my mind that it might be pointing to, or planting itself into, the resort where
the conference was going to take place. I don’t know how long it stayed there,
but it was a considerable amount of time. Perhaps as long as five minutes. I
was so mesmerized and fascinated by it, that I didn’t even think to look at my
watch. But it wasn’t just a flash that could be explained away as lightning.
And it certainly didn’t look like lightning or like any natural occurrence I
had ever seen. It lasted minutes, and it
didn’t move or shift position or blink or flicker. Later, I researched such
phenomena and discovered that others had seen columns of light like this one,
and thankfully some had had the presence of mind to photograph them.
This is a photograph of a column of white light
similar to the one I saw.
explained this phenomenon as being caused by light from the sun or moon being
reflected off of ice crystals in the atmosphere, and I don’t dispute the
science, it could be that. But at that
moment I saw this as a powerful sign form the universe that the following day’s
conference and the introduction of Money
is Love consciousness to it was supported by the universe. I interpreted it
as a sign on its own, because I did not yet have a larger context in which to hold
At this time I did not consider that
the previous day’s heart episode was connected. As a reader of signs and
symbols, I never see such phenomena as random. I see them as expressions and
communications from Gaia, or God, or Mother Earth.We narcissistic humans are not the only
sentient beings on an unconscious blob of dirt and water spinning in the middle
of a non-conscious sea of empty space. The Mother Earth is a sentient being who
has been talking to us from the beginning of human existence. The idea that she
would stop talking to us now, simply because some people don’t believe that she
does is irrelevant.
Thus said, I
interpreted this phenomenon, this column of light, to mean that this meeting of
socially responsible bankers and investors was a point of Light on the earth
where the message of Money is Love was
being focused.And it was in that joyous
consciousness that I drove up into the mountains the following day, September 8,
2001, to deliver the message of love and light to people who I was sure were
poised to hear it and open their hearts and minds to receive it.
Not so fast,
Barbara Wilder. My gleeful bubble burst
after my keynote address. No one flocked to buy my book, and very few people
even spoke to me. Several people were downright rude and turned their backs as
I approached them at the opening night party. I felt like I had failed totally
as I slunk back to my room and packed to leave the next day.
morning I went to the breakfast buffet early, so that I could avoid as many
people as possible. I took my plate to
an empty table on the periphery of the outside dining area on the lush lawn.
But as I sat eating and hoping that no one would notice me, my table began to
fill up with young people, mostly young men, who were very excited about Money is Love and hungry to learn
more.This raised my spirits as I
realized this was a new message for a new era, and the younger people were the
ones who were going to get it, and take it into their businesses, their banks,
and their investments. Ah, that was a lovely experience that I took as a validation
of my interpretation of the column of white light, and I flew home that
afternoon, wrapped in its warm glow.
events were my personal history leading up to the fall of the towers and the
loss of 2996 lives. And as I began to
analyze them in the hours and days after 9/11, I began to hear the faint
whisper of a positive meaning and a powerful sense of hope, as a though a bud
was about to bloom. Strange, yes, and certainly not something I shared with
anyone during those first days while hundreds of heart-sick people searched for
their loved ones. But I was on a mission to interpret my personal journey to
see if there were answers there to why this had happened and what it meant.
I looked first at the acute pain that struck
me in my heart and sent me to the emergency room to check for a heart attack.
That became clear right away, because I have had similar experiences in the
past that I hadn’t thought before, but now, I had a new context from which to examine
it, and it became quite clear. I
realized that I had actually been struck in the heart with an empathic
premonition of the 9/11 attacks and the heart breaks that it would precipitate.
The second event,
which was the bright, opaque column of light, descending from the sky into the
mountainside I interpreted as Divine energy entering the heart of the SRI
conference like an acupuncture needle, activating the Money is Love consciousness in those who would be able to embody it
and bring it into the world through their powerful financial dealings.
The third event,
my being shunned after my talk about Money
Is Love, which I didn’t understand fully until just recently, was a
precursor of the next several years as the message of 9/11 was ignored by the
old guard who continued to propagate fear, anger, despair and war.
the fourth event was how my feeling of rejection had been assuaged that weekend
by the bright young people who joined me for breakfast, hungry for information
about the new consciousness around Money and economics. This I realized was a
message to show me the promise of the future. And now, as I write this fourteen
years later, I have begun to meet even younger people who are ready and excited
about being co-facilitators in the creation of a new love-based economy. What a joy, and how grateful I am for that table
full of bright young people on September 9th, 2001.
An added bit
of information about that SRI conference, which I learned later, was that many
of the people at that conference lives were saved by not being at their home
offices in the Twin Towers that weekend. Saved for what purpose?Random chance?Or were some of them going to become
fledgling facilitators of the emerging love-based economy?
But still I
didn’t understand the significance of the destruction of the Twin Towers. I knew it was about heartbreak, because of my
own heart episode. And I thought about how when we experience personal heart
breaking tragedy such as divorce, the death of a loved one, or life-threatening
illness, these events not only break our hearts, they break our hearts open so
that we become bigger containers for the joyful next stages of our lives (if we
The answer came
the following day, as I was channel surfing to try to get a respite from the
continuous footage of the Towers falling. I happened upon a rerun of Bill
Moyer’s interview with the American mythologist and philosopher, Joseph
Campbell, from a PBS series called The
Power of Myth.It was filmed in the final year of Campbell’s
life in 1987, and originally aired a year after his death in 1988. And fourteen years before 9/11.
I tuned into the
interview midway through the show while Campbell was explaining that aswe look back through history we can
learn the main focus of a society by the nature of the tallest building in
town. In the Gothic period, he said,
it was quite evident that religion was the main focus of the culture, because
the cathedral was the tallest building in town. In the seventeenth and
eighteenth centuries, he explained it was politics and the political palaces.
“And now,” he said, — and it was at this point that he began gesturing with
both his hands – “Now our focus is on commerce and the economy.” As he said this, he raised his hands in front
of him, as if drawing two towers in the air. That was it. The World Trade Center’s Twin Towers — the
tallest buildings in New York City — were the symbol of a culture focused on
and dedicated to commerce and economics. What Campbell didn’t add was that the
economy and commerce had become steeped in greed and injustice, so the Twin Towers
had come to symbolize not just the economy and commerce, but the consciousness
of fear, greed, and injustice as well, which are all attributes of duality, and
this was not one building, but two.
I realized this was a
validation of what I had been sensing internally, but hadn’t the words to
express it. Why I felt such a strong feeling of hope was because the cultural
symbol of our fear and greed-based economy was gone.
The more I
thought about the signs the more I realized that this was truly an auspicious
moment in human history, a literal turning point, but the proof of the pudding,
the real humdinger of a sign that a shift had occurred, was the reaction of the
American people and our friends around the world. That warm feeling I had in my heart -- that feeling of hope -- was made manifest by
the remarkable way the general population responded. Instead of immediately
going into fear and jumping from there to the thirst for revenge, the very
first response of the majority of the American people was Love and caring for
those who had been hurt or who had lost their loved ones. The way that many
expressed this Loving and caring was by sendingMoney
— and not just a little bit of money, but what added up to over three billion
dollars. And as I watched those millions
and then billions of dollars flow into New York City, I realized that each and
every dollar was sent with powerful, open-hearted sympathy and infused with the
emotional energy of Love and caring. For a brief moment, billions of dollars
were turned into vehicles of Love. Money
as love is love in action.
spirit of connectedness and caring lasted only a few weeks, it signaled to me a
crack in the foundation of the old economic paradigm of fear and greed, and
this combined with my own personal observances and events seemed a harbingerof the new era of Loving, caring, and
sharing economy to come. As time went on, I realized that this was actually the
historical marker of the end of the old paradigm and the birth of the new. This was truly a cosmic event.
There was, of
course, great resistance to this new, emerging Loving and caring consciousness,
which was exemplified by the media and the government of the United States as
they promoted the old-paradigm standby modes of fear, anger, and revenge in a
non-stop barrage that finally was able to turn the focus of a large part of the
population away from Love and caring to fear, anger, hatred, and a lust for revenge.
wasn’t the end of the signs and symbols of this remarkable event.
In the aftermath of 9/11, as the
debris was cleared of the wreckage the Twin Towers, along with the other
five buildings in World Trade Center Plaza which suffered irreparable
collateral damage, New York City’s major, Rudolf Giuliani declared that the
World Trade Center would be rebuilt. But
two years later, after many attempts to come to an agreement on a design for the
new Twin Towers, it was finally decided not to rebuild them, but instead to create a memorial in their footprints.
Of course, the towers could not be rebuilt,
because the era of which they were the symbol was over. But even after making the decision to build
the memorial the actual construction was fraught with delays that stretched out
over nearly eight years. This was a direct metaphor of what was happening in
our society as the purveyors of the old paradigm refused to die, waging wars
and continuing to do greed based business as usual with the outcome being the
Financial Crisis of 2008.
The final design of the memorial
that opened on September 11, 2011 on the tenth anniversary of the
attacks was not a traditional dominator era monument. But instead, the Memorial harkens back to the
time when the Divine Feminine was honored and beloved — a time when holy places
were not built up toward the heavens, but were carved into the earth or in
caves, many of which had sacred springs. The design as everyone is familiar
with now, is built down in the earth in the footprints of the towers, and has
two enormous waterfalls, spilling into two one acre reflecting pools that are surrounded by
four hundred trees. And to add to the
mystical quality of this memorial and its significance in the great shift in
humanity’s evolution, it is believed that a spring considered sacred by the
Native Americans lies beneath it.
By using the symbols of the
ancient Divine Feminine culture that was rooted in the healing, nurturing,
life-giving, and life affirming aspects of the Divine Mother Earth to
immortalize the demise of the disintegratingDominator Culture, the symbol of the old paradigm is not just
being tossed onto a dung heap to rot, but instead it is being loved and honored
and healed as the Divine Mother re-emerges from the mists to take her place
beside the Divine Father in the evolving Divine Partnership Era in Sacred
all around this healing shrine, the work of rebuilding the rest of the
buildings of the Plaza continue to be mired in delays. Of the five planned buildings
only two have opened their doors as I write this in August 2015. Of course, as we are looking at symbols and
signs, we can observe the struggles to build a new World Trade Center as a
reflection of the struggles we are having in letting go of the old broken fear-based economy and beginning to build the new love-based economy.
And the symbolism continued to delight me when the first completed
building in the plaza, which is now the tallest building in the western
hemisphere, finally opened its doors on November 4, 2014. Joseph Campbell I’m sure would be the
first to recognize that this new tallest building in “town” does represent the
focus of the new emerging culture of connection, community, and partnership and
not the old economic culture, because first of all it is not a financial
institution. Its main anchor tenant is Conde Nast, the publishing and media
company whose mother magazine, Conde Nast is a magazine devoted to
international travel, connection and communication. And also because this new building's
extraordinary height was created by the addition of a 408 foot spire that
housesanenormous communication antenna. Both of these factors are symbols
of the emerging new-era consciousness of communication, connection, global
community and unity. And the icing on
the symbolic cake is that this building is called One World Trade Center, and
is topped by the One World Observatory. One
World. Connection, Community, and yes, unity. Just one tower.
And the icing on the symbolic cake is that this building, this tallest building in the western hemisphere, is called One
World Trade Center, and is topped by the One World Observatory. One World. Connection, Community, Unity.
The is an excerpt from Chapter Three in my forthcoming book -
Creating a Sacred Marketplace
The Divine Feminine – The Beginning
Embodying the Divine Feminine is one of the most important
tasks of our time." -- Marion Woodman?
we move toward creating a sacred marketplace we need to become more deeply
familiar with Divine Feminine consciousness and how it influences our
understanding of abundance. Before there was one male God in
the Sky, and before there was a pantheon of male and female gods who lived on
mythical mountains, there was One Mother God who was all around us. She was the Spirit of the Earth Herself, and
humanity knew nothing else but that they were part of Her. There was no separation
between people and the Divine Mother Earth, because the concept of separation
did not yet exist in human awareness. We were part of the tribe, which was part
of the Earth like the trees, the water, the, animals, as well as the sun and
the moon, the sky, and everything that was. There was only Oneness.
As we reconnect money to its spiritual roots we must first get
a better understanding of the Divine Mother, or the Divine Feminine. As I wrote
in Chapter One, the Divine Mother was
revered all over the world in the pre-Dominator cultures. She was known by
Isis, Inanna, Ishtar, Sri, Devi, Lakshmi,
Kuan Yin, Astarte, Asherah, Mother Mary, and so many others, depending on the
time and the culture. In all, it was She to whom the ancients gave thanks for
all the riches of the Earth.
ancestors didn't just believe, but rather knew, that all things were sacred
parts of the Divine Mother Earth. They were all part of the great Oneness. Each
moment was a holy moment, because everything was part of the Spirit-infused
experience of being alive. That sacred Oneness — that understanding that the
Divine Mother was not something larger and separate from them, but an integral
part of them — was all there was. Thus, there was no Heaven or Hell as we might
understand them today; there was only the One holy world.
Asmuch as forty-thousand years ago
ancient artists traveled from as far away as the Russian Steppes to the Caves
of Lascaux in southern France. There, they crawled miles down inside the sacred
caves and created magnificent paintings to honor all of Life. My sense is that
these sacred caves felt to the ancient people like the very womb of the Great
Mother. And in them they must have experienced both a sacred stillness, as well the
heartbeat of the Mother Herself. Their paintings were offerings to Her — to the
womb from which they came and to which they returned at death.
There was no scarcity or lack for some and not for others. There was just what
there was. In times of abundant hunting and gathering there was abundance for
all, and even in times of drought or poor hunting whatever these early peoples
had was shared equally among them, because the Divine Mother shared equally
with all her children in good times and hard times. The sacred exchange of
food, the first form of money and the
marketplace, was all part of the great Oneness and sanctified by Her great love. When there is unity we all sit around the
fire and eat what there is. If someone is sick and needs more to help him or
her get stronger then that is just part of the collective understanding, and all
share equally in giving more to the one in their midst who is in need of a
little extra. What was most important in the Mother God culture, or Partnership
cycle was that the tribe survive and eventually even thrive.
The era of the
Divine Feminine lasted for hundreds of thousands, if not millions of years,
right up to approximately five thousand years ago when the energy of the
Divine Masculine began to come into prominence in human awareness. Women and the feminine energy was essential
for establishing the race. And that took a very long time. Over these thousands or millions of
years, (The first woman’s remains, discovered in Ethiopia, are three million years old.) we developed very slowly. We went through many iterations, with bodies of different
shapes, brains of different sizes, different ways of communicating, different
methods of hunting and gathering. It took hundreds of thousands of years for us to learn to make baskets, carve bone, light fires, and form muddy
clay into pots. All this time we were part of the Great Oneness, and the Great Goddess was all the god there was.
The Mother God
was transformed in a multitude of ways as the human race evolved and moved ever
so slowly toward separation from Oneness. At first it was as the Triple
Goddess. This is origin of the Christian Trinity of today.
Trinity or Triple Goddess often represented the three stages of womanhood, Maiden,
Mother, and wise Crone, or the cycle of birth, life and death. In the Hindu
tradition, The Great Mother God was Sri. Sri evolved into the Triple Goddess whose
names are Saraswati, Lakshmi and Parvati (Kali). These Goddesses are worshipped
by Hindus to this day. Saraswati is known as the Goddess of compassion, Lakshmi
is the Goddess of all the Divine abundance of the Earth, and Parvati, or Kali
as she is more popularly known, is herself the embodiment of the Triple Goddess
of birth, life, and death.
progressed the Trinity expanded to include other female deities and they were
then joined by a Divine son or consort. It from there that the family Trinity showed up as the
Father, Mother, and Son. It wasn’t until
Christianity replaced the Mother with the Holy Ghost, who is assumed to be male, that the Divine Feminine was obliterated from theTrinity. But the Holy Ghost was known by the
Gnostics as Sophia, the Goddess of Wisdom, who in Hebrew tradition was the
original Mother of God before there was Creation.
evolution of the Goddess progressed, the Marketplace, and all money exchanges
remained in Her realm. The people still understood far into the late Neolithic and
early Biblical eras that the Divine Mother was the giver of all abundance.
The Hindu myth of the Goddess Lakshmi demonstrates
what happens when the Holy Mother is not honored.
THE GODDESS LAKSHMI
The Goddess Lakshmi is the
expression of the Great Mother that represents all the luscious abundance that
the Earth offers to humanity — nurturing abundance that flows with ease and
grace from Her for the benefit of All. The legends say that all women of the
world are forms of Lakshmi, and that where Lakshmi presides, tHere is
prosperity, virtue, righteousness, truth, and compassion.
In one particular story of the Goddess Lakshmi we see what happens when the Holy Mother
is not honored.
begins when Lakshmi is bathing one day in Her favorite lake. She has left Her
garments including Her sacred lotus blossom necklace on the shore. Riding along
that same shore, Devendra, King of the Gods, carelessly allows his horse to
trample Her sacred necklace. The great sage Durvarsa is so incensed by this
lack of respect for the gracious Mother of All, that he puts a curse on
Devendra so that he might never experience Lakshmi’s abundance again.
this curse on Devendra deprives the entire Earth of Lakshmi's presence. Without
the Goddess of abundance and compassion the land becomes barren, bringing
about great suffering. As food supplies begin to dwindle, only the wealthy
kings who have great stores of food are unaffected. As the people across the
land starve, the kings continue to feast from golden plates. This division
between the rich and the poor pleases the demons that partner with the kings
and celebrate and fuel their greed.
course, even the stores of food in the palaces begin to run dry. When they
start to go hungry as well, the kings realize their folly and appeal to the
gods to intervene and bring Lakshmi back.
recognizing that the Earth cannot survive without Lakshmi and Her gracious
abundance, send out search parties to find Her. They learn that She now resides
under the Sea of Milk. The gods know She will not be brought back easily. They
know She will not just come because the gods who had so easily shunned Her want
Her back. Nor would the wishes of the powerful kings be enough to convince Her
to return. It will, they realize, take the power of all the gods, all the
mortals, rich and poor, and even all the demons working together to churn the
Sea of Milk to bring Her back to the Earth. The mortals are quickly convinced
to join in the effort. But it takes much politicking for the gods to convince
the demons to join. Only when the gods promise
that once Lakshmi is restored to Earth, the kings will regain their wealth and again
turn to the demons to support their wars and greed do they reluctantly agree.
on the shores of the Sea of Milk and using whatever implements they have
brought with them, they all begin to churn. And they churn and churn for many
days, but to no good outcome. Lakshmi does not appear. The demons are gleeful,
and begin to depart rejoicing in the failure of the gods. But just at that moment Lakshmi rises up out
of the Sea of Milk, standing on a great fuchsia colored lotus blossom, golden
coins, all the abundance of Her sacred realm, pouring from Her hands. She brings
with Her too, the ambrosia to heal the land and infuse the Earth with Her riches
once again. But, as the people and gods celebrate with great joy to honor and
give thanks to their great Mother, the demons steal the ambrosia. Lakshmi,
disgusted with the gods' and the peoples’ carelessness with Her sacred gifts
prepares to return to the Sea of Milk.
The great God
Vishnu, the preserver of the Universe, has been watching. He cannot stand by
any longer. He knows the immense worth of the Great Goddess and he also loves
the people and the Earth. So, disguised as a beautiful seductress, Vishnu arrives,
and Lakshmi recognizing Vishnu in feminine form, delays Her departure. Vishnu coaxes
the ambrosia from the demons, with the promise of sharing it equally between
the gods, the mortals, and the demons. The demons give in, seduced by Vishnu’s
feminine charms. Vishnu fills everyone’s cups with the ambrosia. But as gods
and mortals celebrate the demons collapse in death. The ambrosia was the
essence of pure love, and evil cannot withstand that powerful elixir.
Lakshmi reigns as Mother of the Earth once more, bestowing all Her riches on
the people of the Earth, Her beloved children. Instantly springs gush up
through the parched earth, streams begin to flow, grass, trees, flowers, and
vegetables grow, bloom, and bear fruit. The animals that have been dying in the
wasteland drink from the new lakes and rivers and revive. Lushness abounds throughout the earth.
We are living
in a time when the Divine Mother has been shunned and the earth and the
prosperity of the people is a dry parched land.
The demons, so easily foiled in the Lakshmi myth, have yet to be
overcome. But we all hold the ambrosia, which is pure love, in our hearts. And as we begin to transform the collective
subconscious beliefs around money from the false belief that there is not enough
to go around, and open our hearts once again to the Divine Mother, and Her love
for us, we will begin to shift out of the old fear-based economy and into the
Love-based economy in which the Divine Mother shares abundantly with us
Creating a Sacred Marketplace – by Barbara Wilder
Barbara Wilder, author of Money
is Love: Reconnecting to the Sacred Originsof Moneyand
the forthcoming Creating a
Sacred Marketplace for a Day-Long Workshop in which you will journey
into the Sacred Heart of Money and learn the ancient connection between
and the Divine Mother.
As we watch the old fear-based economy falling apart, a brand new
shining love-based economy is bubbling up from the core of the Divine Mother
Earth to take its place.
YOUR OWN PROSPERITY IS THE DEEP DESIRE OF
THE DIVINE SPIRIT WITHIN YOU
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MONEY IS ENEGY AND
ENERGY IS LIMITLESS
ONLY OUR FEAR AND OUR
LIMITED WAY OF THINKING
MAKE MONEY SEEM SCARCE.
YOU HAVE THE POWER WITHIN YOUR HEART AND MIND TO
CHANGE THAT FOR YOURSELF, AND, UNLTIMATELY, FOR THE WHOLE WORLD.