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Grandmother Mountain

© Cheryl D. Tracy

After journeyingy far down into a hole and doing short a short battle with grumpy dragon, I found myself standing in a cavern that pulsed with life. Thinking I was a lone, I threw a tantrum and voiced my worries and concerns about some of the things going on Ordinary Reality. When I finished I felt much better but rocks began falling from the back walls and ceiling at the rear of the cavern. I dodged and ducked, then took cover under a ledge at the left and suddenly realized that I wasn't alone at all. What I had thought was a cavern wall was, in actuality, a huge Stone Giant, and the falling rocks, were her tears.

"The trouble with you Earth Children is that you try to do spiritual work limited by your habitual two dimensional thinking," she sniffed. "You think you're alone, but you aren't. None of you are. And many of your troubles could be avoided if you just realized that spirit isn't subject to two dimensional law."

The rock-tears stopped falling and I crept out from my hiding place. I walked to the back of the cavern and came to an abyss that separated me from where the stone-woman sat.

"Hi," I greeted, more than a little awed by her rocky appearance. "Who are you?"

She wiped several small rock-tears from her gray and black eyes. "I am Grandmother Mountain." She got up and walked, stepping over the abyss as though it was nothing picked me up and set me on her shoulder. I wiggled around trying to find a comfortable way to sit and looked up in time to see one of the cave walls start spinning. It whirled and twirled and grew into a vortex.

"This is where the Ancients are," she told me. "This is our realm. We've been here since ... well since long before you humans ever even knew what a memory might be."

She stepped through the vortex into a tropical forest. Everything was huge, and lush, and glowingly green. As far as I could see, and that was a pretty fair distance from her high shoulder, there were forests and mountains and creatures that surely must have existed in the Ice Age. Dinosaurs! Saber toothed cats. Furry elephants. Birds the size of cars.

Grandmother set me on the ground and I quickly got out from under her feet as she started moving forward again. The grass moved under my bare feet and I froze, not sure what I'd seen. I started to take a step and the grass spread and moved sideways. My brows quirked up. Grandmother giggled and I looked up at her. I only stood as high as her ankle.