A beautiful landscape

For the last few months, I have been following 2 apparently different but in reality very similar paths. On the one hand, I have started to take on the Buddhism path, which include (at least in my journey) Tibetan Buddhism classes which I had been tempted to do for a long time, as well as Yoga classes, some meditation (though not enough yet) and a transition toward vegetarianism. On the other hand, I am lucky to participate with my husband in Shamanistic ceremonies as well as a few Temascales (Sweat Lodges). I am also reading blogs and websites as well as books on all matters and theories related to the changes happening around this time with the much publicized 2012 both in the Mayan civilization as well as astronomically as the alignment of earth with the center of the milky-way, and of course earth’s move from Pisces to Aries which also centers around that same time though the transition takes a longer period.
And all I see is a beautiful landscape. Maybe the fact that I am a woman in this time of transition toward a more feminine world (I think enough trends agree on that fact that I will state it as though) makes my dreams more colorful and positive. Maybe my adventures with Ayahuasca and the peace and happiness she always brings to me. Maybe the result of my meditations after which more and more I feel like my heart is expanding and can’t fit in my chest or in my body or in the room, or on this continent. Maybe the smiles I see on people’s faces when I smile at them and greet them while strolling out or the happiness I hear in their voices when I explain to them how to face their sorrows or how they deserve the reward they just got.
And that beautiful landscape got me thinking. We as human beings are always trying to get more, more easily. We will destroy every obstacle in the way to our reward. Where does this characteristic come from? We learned to stand, walk, drink, eat, chase from our fellow animals but where did we learn this destructive behavior from? What examples did men have to follow? What phenomenon did our ancestors witness that may have driven that will to dominate, to vanquish, to feel powerful beyond words? I can only imagine a earthquake, a tornado, a thunderstorm, a raging fire, any which may have rendered their whole world un-survivable.
Then that beautiful landscape showed me the way. No wonder all those paths that we follow show such respect to the elements such as the sun and the moon. They create our weather system, they affect our lives every day and have taught us how to survive, how to feel powerless, how to harness power by imitating its forces (burn, burry, drown, push). However, the most respect I feel in my heart in for earth itself. She is my mother, feeding me from her breasts, rocking me to sleep every night, parading its bountiful treasures when I feel sad or tired.
And all I see is a beautiful landscape. That’s all. Just Mother Earth reveling in all its beauty, herding us, her children and protecting us by showing us the right way. No matter how we call it, it is her way. Therefore, it is the right way. And that landscape is becoming more glorious by the minute.