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Omniscient EarthMother

Back in my fading youth, when teenage peers monopolized my only monotheistic worldview we trusted to emerge with matriarchal Beauty health and patriarchal Handsome wealth, I learned to speak, at least in public, as if I were omnipresently heard by my gracious GrandMother When we were both sharing our best GoldenRule win/win day And not our worst win/lose day veering angry and/or afraid into another traumatizing lose/lose nightmare of defiantly oppositional and claustrophobic disorder On my felt repressive portion and, on her sacred Elder part, "Trying to talk some sense into your empty head." Now, at the other more grandmotherly end of this long emerging communion narrative, I listen to sacred MotherEarth before speaking within Her sacred omniscient indigenous wisdom hearing As transgenerationally transparent enlightened and ecowomanist vulnerable co-empowering As win/win ego/ecosystemically possible on this cooperatively co-invested best GoldenRule day Less perniciously haunted by dark win/lose shadows of last night's lose/lose traumatic patriarchal-capitalist loner anger lone ranger rabid stranger nightmares Going way back to my fading youth when teenage peers monopolized a monoculturing worldview I never trusted as sufficiently compassionate for resilient EarthMother Beauty.

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