True Nature

deer in nature

Can we see through the masks of our own illusion?


Are we willing to look?

Chances are we will see what we may not want to see,

it may be we see

what we fear the most.

But in time we will grow used to seeing

the reflection of our own innocent vulnerable

selves on this planet.


The masks will drop away and the real

human will emerge.

And dropping away that mask of pretence,

to be ‘some one’ in the world might

just give us the answer we need.


To return once more to our own innocence

might just be the saving grace of this planet,

these elements, this animal kingdom.

What incredible deeds we may do

for the sake of wearing an ill-fitting mask

that no longer serves the kind of people

we are growing into.


The true love a child feels for an animal

would ban those cruel and heartless,

meat curing, factory farms to non-existence

and each tender embrace of each animal

would be included in our prayers for humanity.

And we will care so deeply for the earth

because it is a mirror of our own tenderness

and our need to nourish ourselves

and her,

a place for sanctuary,

not gain. 


We will honor the fire because it mirrors

the destructive energy we all hold inside 

ourselves that we need to use sometimes

with care and respect.


We will not dare to pollute the air and the winds

for fear it will contaminate our own lungs

and reflect back the damage we can 

cause to the atmosphere that we are creating.


The waters of life would be purified as we cleanse

our own bodies, 

thus never would one item of plastic,

non recyclable waste toxic accumulation

be discarded upon any beach or river bank,

lest we suffocate like a fish, a bird,

wrapping itself within threads of disused useless rubbish.


No loss of dignity,

no loss of power,

because power is itself,

the being who truly can adopt their vulnerability, 

knowing it to be one of their greatest strengths.

Letting that mask fall and revealing

the true identity of the human race

takes one movement,

a deep surrender to their own story,

to their own heart ache,

to the love they once felt for themselves.

Their own true nature.

THE true nature.

About Caroline Carey

Caroline, born in 1960, grew up with a love for the wild, for nature, for animals and to dance. She wrote poetry and stories, created theater and explored the art of ritual of which she always held a fascination for. Not being of the academic type and being passionate about mystery, immagination and myth, she chose to spend her time alone with her many animals and the passion she had for ecstatic dance whether indoors or in nature. Her imagination was as wild as her life-style and by adapting the religious education insisted on by her family, she was able to recognise her own innate connection to Spirit and the spirit guides she became strongly connected to. Mothering her six, (now adult) children, Caroline has learnt the art of play, creativity, story telling and the deep surrender and unconditional love that motherhood bestows upon us.
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