Find a quiet space near a tree that has shed its leaves, or gather fallen leaves if indoors. Bring something that reminds you of your loss - a photo, an object, or simply the memory held in your heart. Sit comfortably with your back supported, as the Earth Mother holds you in your grief.
Fosgladh
Màthair na Talmhainn, glac mi nad ghaolMother of Earth, hold me in your love
Mar a ghlacas tu gach duilleag a thuiteasAs you hold each falling leaf
Mar a ghlacas tu gach bainne sneachdAs you hold each snowflake
Mar sin glac mo bhrònSo hold my sorrow
Breathe deeply into your belly, letting your breath move like gentle waves against the shore of your grief. Feel the solid presence of earth beneath you, supporting you completely.
Corp
Tha mi a' leigeil às mo dhòrainnI release my pain
Mar a leigeas craobh às a duilleaganAs a tree releases its leaves
A' tuiteam gu sàmhachFalling quietly
A' tilleadh dhachaigh don talamhReturning home to the earth
Place your hands over your heart. Feel its steady rhythm, like the endless pulse of the earth herself. Allow your pain to be witnessed by the ancient stones beneath you.
Chan eil an call a' fàgailThe loss does not leave
Ach tha e ag atharrachadhBut it transforms
Mar a thionndaidheas duilleagan gu ùirAs leaves turn to soil
Mar a thionndaidheas bròn gu gliocasAs sorrow turns to wisdom
Gently open your palms upward, allowing the Earth Mother's energy to flow through your hands, through your heart, through your grief.
Dùnadh
Tha mi a' giùlan mo ghaolI carry my love
Mar a ghiùlaineas an talamh a cuimhneachainAs the earth carries her memories
A' toirt beatha às callBringing life from loss
Mar a bheir an geamhradh don earrachAs winter gives way to spring
Let your breath deepen once more, feeling how the earth holds both your sorrow and your strength, your loss and your continuing life.
Afterthought
What wisdom does your heart hold that only grief could teach? How can you honor both what is lost and what remains, as the Earth Mother honors both death and rebirth in her eternal cycles?
Remember: Like the Earth Mother who transforms every fallen leaf into new life, your grief is not just an ending but also a beginning. Your tears water the soil of your heart, preparing it for new growth in its season.