Are You There, Goddess?

This poem likens the relationship between humans and Divine Spirit to that of babies and their mother, touching on the sacredness of parental love while musing on our perception of our problems to that of babies crying within earshot of their mother.

Transcript

Perhaps during the times in our lives when we feel lost,

Abandoned,

And alone,

When we are wailing in the dark,

Flailing our limbs,

And crying out for God,

She is just trying to give us a chance to practice independence,

And she'll return to our view momentarily.

Even in her relative absence,

She keeps us safe and rests assured that she loves us no less for having stepped slightly away.

She'll see to it that our every need gets met by and by.

May I remember this the next time I long to be held and nursed back to sleep.

May I find comfort in the thought that Mama is nearby and can hear me cry.

And maybe if I stopped moaning for a moment,

I might hear her sweet singing and feel her reassuring presence.

She has abilities I cannot yet fathom in my fledgling state.

She works relentlessly,

Without compensation or a day off,

Ever giving her gift of divine love without asking for anything in return.

Each moment of caregiving is an act of kindness and I am constantly cared for.

Only by becoming a mother myself could I understand how my very existence is a labor of love.

Only by lighting my own heart on fire through motherhood could I glimpse how God might feel,

Causing the very cosmos to burst into flame.