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GAIA mother nature was the Protogenos of earth, one of the primal elements who first emerged at the dawn of creation, along with air, sea and sky.

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Gaia was the Protogenos of earth, one of the primal elements who first emerged at the dawn of creation, along with air, sea and sky. She was the great mother of all: the heavenly gods were descended from her union with Ouranos, the sea-gods from her union with Pontos, the Gigantes from her mating with Tartaros and mortal creatures were sprung or born from her earthy flesh.

 

As Gaia was the source from which arose the vapours producing divine inspiration, she herself also was regarded as an oracular divinity, and it is well known that the oracle of Delphi was believed to have at first been in her possession, and at Olympia, too, she had an oracle in early times. That Ge belonged to the theoi chthinioi, requires no explanation, and hence she is frequently mentioned where they are invoked. The surnames and epithets given to Ge have more or less reference to her character as the all-producing and all-nourishing mother (mater omniparens et alma), and hence Servius classes her together with the divinities presiding over marriage. Her worship appears to have been universal among the Greeks, and she had temples or altars at Athens, Sparta, Delphi, Olympia, Bura, Tegea, Phlyus, and other places.

 

In myth Gaia appears as the prime opponent of the heavenly gods. First she rebelled against her husband Ouranos who had imprisoned her sons in her womb. Then later, when her son Kronos defied her by imprisoning these same sons, she assisted Zeus in his overthrow of the Titan. Finally she came into conflict with Zeus, angered with him for the binding of her Titan-sons in the pit of Tartaros. In her opposition she first produced the tribe of Gigantes and later the monster Typhoeus to dethrone him, but both failed in both attempts. In the ancient Greek cosmology earth was conceived as a flat disk encirced by the river Okeanos, and topped above by the solid dome of heaven and below by the great pit of Tartaros. She herself supported the sea and moutains upon her breast.

 

Gaia was depicted as a buxom, matronly woman, half risen from the earth in Greek vase painting. She was portrayed as inseperable from her native element. In mosaic art, Gaia appears as a full-figured, reclining woman, often clothed in green, and sometimes accompanied by grain spirits —the Karpoi.

 

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Comment by Béatrice LATEUR LACROIX on January 4, 2012 at 1:03pm

So much beauty on our mother Earth !Love and Peace for all Beings

Comment by bridget orman on January 4, 2012 at 11:44am
Comment by Béatrice LATEUR LACROIX on January 4, 2012 at 11:35am

Exellent video, : thanks Bridget !

Love and Peace for you and all Beings

Comment by bridget orman on January 4, 2012 at 11:26am

a siberian tiger beautiful my favourite of all pussycats lol

Comment by Béatrice LATEUR LACROIX on January 4, 2012 at 11:23am

Animals" belong" to Earth too, as Humanity.

Love and Peace for all Biengs

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Comment by Eva Libre on January 3, 2012 at 8:35pm

 

 

Comment by Eva Libre on January 3, 2012 at 8:27pm

 

connect with the earth. walk barefoot !

Comment by Béatrice LATEUR LACROIX on November 8, 2011 at 7:40pm
Love and Peace for you and all Beings
Comment by Eva Libre on November 7, 2011 at 9:07pm

 

 

Nos bosques, perdido, cortei um ramo escuro

E aos labios,... sedento, levantei seu sussurro:

era talvez a voz da chuva chorando,

um sino quebrado ou um coração partido.

Algo que de tão longe me parecia

oculto gravemente, coberto pela terra,

um gruto ensurdecido por imensos outonos,

pela entreaberta e úmida treva das folhas.

Porém ali, despertando dos sonhos do bosque,

o ramo de avelã cantou sob minha boca

E seu odor errante subiu para o meu entendimento

como se, repentinamente, estivessem me procurando as raízes

que abandonei, a terra perdida com minha infância,

e parei ferido pelo aroma errante.

Não o quero, amada.

Para que nada nos prenda

para que não nos una nada.

Nem a palavra que perfumou tua boca

nem o que não disseram as palavras.

Nem a festa de amor que não tivemos

nem teus soluços junto à janela...

 


(PABLO NERUDA) 

 

 

Lost in the forest... 
 

Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,
a cracked bell, or a torn heart.

 

Something from far off it seemed
deep and secret to me, hidden by the earth,
a shout muffled by huge autumns,
by the moist half-open darkness of the leaves.

 

Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig
sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance
climbed up through my conscious mind

 

as if suddenly the roots I had left behind
cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood---
and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.

 

Comment by Nada Jung on October 21, 2011 at 10:03pm

 

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