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The Earth, Mother Earth, is heavy with child and woefully ill. Who tends her as a loving, giving, whole and integrated being? What will she bring to birth? 

Beneath that massive, swollen belly, her water broke, spilling, spilling - everywhere, over days, months, pooling anywhere, here and there, heedless of its path. Blown by the wind, she broke as her children pressed in upon her, &amp; the waters swirled upon the wind and pooled around her mounds and valleys where naught was water found before. She shook with pain, unable to control herself, and mud slid, covering her people, their works, their villages. </description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 22:39:55 -0500</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>LittleNote</dc:creator>
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