Love Letter to Corn Mother

 

Beloved Goddess,

Spirit of the corn: You wrap your motherly love around me in such nurturing ways; Close enough to shelter, yet room for growth. Your protective energies keep me safe from dangerous outside influences that could cause trauma and damage, were I fully exposed. I marvel at how the silken strands of your hair act as energetic antennae- almost imperceivably guiding; keeping me in divine alignment. 

How blessed I am! 

Internalizing your abundant and fertile blessings grants me the ability to trust my own truth and common sense, offers healing as needed, and encourages me to appreciate and nourish my self- 

The key for remaining supple and sweet! 

Likewise, I keep a dried ear of corn in the kitchen to invoke your luck and protection. Thank you!

Do you remember the corn dolly you made for me when I was a little girl? I still have it! Once, she was soft and green... her scent slightly fragrant with damp earth and sunshine. No matter my age, she continues to give comfort when I hold her close to my heart. And, her soft smile still brightens my face whenever I feel sad or afraid. Though faded with time, her body and spirit remain strong. No longer a toy- she is now a sacred tool kept upon my Earth Mother altar. She represents the magick and mystery of life itself! 

She holds all the memories and prayers I cannot remember or speak; all the tears I cannot cry, and those I cannot hide. She keeps safe your ancient wisdom and channels your eternal love. She even whispers gentle reminders when I have forgotten that I am never alone. She quietly praises me, especially when I need a reminder that I am always worthy of love. Miraculously, she holds me in sacred space as I continue to grow, and offers a quiet place when I am in need of rest. And, sometimes, when I am very still and the world around me is hushed, I can almost hear her sing-

 

Happiness fills my heart 

when I see with eyes of love. 

Peace fills my mind 

when I live in harmony. 

I am 

truth and duty.

I am 

sweet and true.

Surrounded 

by vast beauty-

Forever, 

blessed am I.

My sacred path unfolds 

as I honor my true nature 

Dancing with balance

I walk the path of beauty.

One love

one with nature; 

one love, 

earth and sky

Spirit, 

spirit daughter,
For ever blessed am I.

Dance! 

I hear you say.  

Dance. 

Dance. . .

And, so I do!

My bare feet on the soft damp earth... dancing soul to soul with the trees, still wet with rain. I love the way the cloudy gray sky holds me, as if in your gently layered embrace. 

Breathing in deeply, I release every stress to your keeping. 

Corn Mother, turn it into something beautiful. And, please continue teaching me the proper way to live in harmony with nature. 

Be with me always.

Thank you.

-Yours devotedly