Mother God & Our Creation - A children's book that unites science and religion to tell the story of creation

From The Author

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Mother God and Our Creation and the Divine Feminine

The mother god doesn't make the universe. She gives birth to it. This is important – why? When the chips are down we want connection – connection with something - another person, nature, spirit, something bigger, something higher, something greater... We don't want to be judged, punished or condemned by this person or 'thing'. We long to be held, loved, nurtured, cherished, transformed, accepted ....

The mother god gives birth to the universe, the earth, and us her children. It all emanates from her being. She becomes it all, so there can be no loss of connection. In discovering, accepting and nurturing herself, she discovers, accepts and nurtures her creation and us as part of it. Moreover her overarching consciousness remains throughout – it is never lost. She is BOTH one with and separate from her creation as it evolves. She gives us the sense that there is both a greater unity and at the same time the intimate loving connection that each of us longs for.This is the essence of the Divine Feminine.

Human pain, at its deepest comes from the lurking sense that we are separated from, cast out, condemned, forgotten, not accepted, punished by ...... what? Something, something we may not be able to name or even describe. So we attach our anxieties and painful feelings to parents, friends, family, lovers, bosses, government, society, enemies and ourselves. But dig deeper and we find that at the root of our discomfort is something bigger, greater, more powerful, more awesome, than any of these – so lets just call it Source – the source of our very existence. What could be more terrifying than to be separated and alienated from the the very thing that created all things and us – the mysterious source of our being. Science wants to solve this problem by taking the mystery out of it. One day we will know all – and then there will be no Source to worry about – nothing to be separated from – case closed. Ah if only ....

Paradoxically the scientific method depends upon separation. The experimenter must be separate from the subject of study in order to be objective and rational. The subject of study must be objectified in order to be measured, dissected, manipulated, and controlled in order to reveal its secrets. So the idea of separation permeates our society. It sits ever present, deep within our modern psyches. And make no mistake, scienctific endeavour has given us knowledge and benefits of inestimable value and will continue to do so. But it is the antithesis of the principle of the Divine Feminine. This is not bad in itself – but it is soul destroying if it goes unbalanced.

And is it really likely that the scientific method of discovery will eventually enable us to understand everything and take the mystery of our existence away? Who knows? But it certainly hasn't happened yet. For science does not and may never have all the answers. It may never answer the ultimate questions – what started the Big Bang? How did life begin? How does gravity work? What is consciousness? Neither can science tell us how to be happy, peaceful, passionate and joyous. So while we wait for science to take the problem away - let us entertain ideas and create stories about the mysteries of creation and our life on earth that do not deny the marvelous discoveries of science but that do sustain us, and do bring peace and love into our minds – then peace is more likely to prevail on earth.

Personal note

My mother died recently. As I contemplated her life and memory it struck me how much she had inspired this lovely book. She was a pioneer my mother, with an earthy, bright, fresh, intelligence. She trained as a scientist back in the days when it was not so common for women, especially in Australia where she and I were born. In fact, she was the first woman to graduate in geology in South Australia. Like all geologists she had a deep understanding of the earth and how it was formed over countless millennia. I remember as a child going on walks with her. She picked up pieces of rock, telling me their names, pointing out fascinating rock formations, describing how they were formed

She combined her ever active mind with a loving and accepting heart. She had a way of making me feel I was the most special, unique and wonderful child that had ever graced the earth. Her eyes would always light up whenever she saw me. She made me feel that of our family of three children I was the most beloved of all – yet somehow always conveying that she loved my brother and little sister, cousins and eventually grandchildren in just the same way – with a love that was boundless and unconditional, yet specific for each individual.

It was my mother with her scientific mind and boundless loving heart that inspired me to ponder some of the deep questions of life. What germinated in me was a picture of a God who had the same combination of qualities as my mother. How would such a God have gone about creating the universe and me I wondered? As a young adult I moved to England and eventually I became a mother myself. Once when my son Ben was ten years old we were making the long trip home from England to Australia to visit my family. I suddenly found myself telling Ben a simple story about a Mother God who gave birth to the universe, the earth and him. It was from that simple story that this book grew.

Blessings on all who read it.

Pamela Ramsden, April 2005