I have descended into the raw cavern of Earth. Pressed down deep, like a seed. The entrance is covered over and there is cold, soft blackness all around.
I listen to the sound of trickling water, and am jarred by its iciness, licking my ankles. I follow along with the spring, deeper and deeper into Earth.
Here, in this space between life and death, I touch sprawling roots already masterfully integrated.
And I feel the germination of seeds, like myself, dotting Earth with their living glory, as stars dot the Heavens with their own.
Here, waist deep in the stream, I touch, I smell, I taste the rotting bones of beast and man. They will become Earth once more, freeing souls to descend, as I descend.
Water passes over my head, and I hear the Ancestors laughing, and scolding and praising. I am replenished by their love, as Earth is replenished by Summer rains.
Ge moans a thunderous howl, and the cavern trembles. In the shaking, Earth collapses, and I am trapped in its ruddy thickness.
Pressure builds, and my limbs are hot with struggle, my cries swallowed whole. The feeling of my Soul, crushed, is a familiar one.
I am trapped, and can hold neither desperation, nor despair. I feel my ribs give way to churning Earth, while I expel the cry of agony, and the wail of defeat.
When I am empty and can struggle no more, euphoria bathes me, and light returns. I am swept up in a rush of newness.
Fresh and green, spiraling upward, toward warmth seeping through the soil. I leave the husk behind.
Earth surrounds me, nourishing through pores I had not known, and I stretch myself up, up, up.
Bursting through Earth, I feel the surface upon me, the Sunlight, the Wind, encouraging with fragrant voice.
I am reborn, hatched from the fertile shell of my human form. My body tingles, turning Holy Light into sustenance.
Still I grow, thick and strong, bright and leafy, shuddering in Nature’s fullness. I am free, yet also bound deeply to Earth.