on this day before the full moon of blessing when purification is called for, it is so called for with electronics going berserk and all i can do is inner work… dreaming hourly of a divine wedding, Jupiter and Venus’s union is known deeply in the heart…. in the midsts of so many towers falling – changes shaking the gound, rocking so many worlds, i connect to the inner blessing moon and the boundless love Jupiter and Venus proffer breathing it in and radiating it into the great beyond… yes to a day of stillness, of pregnant pause….
Monthly Archives: June 2015
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 2 – Day 195 – 6/29/2015
Instructions to Painters & Poets
I asked a hundred painte rs and a hundred poets
how to paint sunlight
on the face of life
Their answers were ambiguous and ingenuous
as if they were all guarding trade secrets
Whereas it seems to me
all you have to do
is conceive of the whole world
and all humanity
as a kind of art work
a site-specific art work
an art project of the god of light
the whole earth and all that’s in it
to be painted with light
And the first thing you have to do
is paint out postmodern painting
And the next thing is to paint yourself
in your true colors
in primary colors
as you see them
(without whitewash)
paint yourself as you see yourself
without make-up
without masks
Then paint your favorite people and animals
with your brush loaded with light
And be sure you get the perspective right
and don’t fake it
because one false line leads to another
***
And don’t forget to paint
all those who lived their lives
as bearers of light
Paint their eyes
and the eyes of every animal
and the eyes of beautiful women
known best for the perfection of their breasts
and the eyes of men and women
known only for the light of their minds
Paint the light of their eyes
the light of sunlit laughter
the song of eyes
the song of birds in flight
And remember that the light is within
if it is anywhere
and you must paint from the inside
~ Lawrence Ferlinghetti ~
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 2 – Day 194 – 6/28/2015
this picture, taken on Mt St Helen’s, represents grief and grief’s resolution… so much was lost here 35 years ago and i love and am so grateful for all the beauty and joy at Harmony Point… may it be so for all grieving…
grief is an ocean ebbing and flowing,
at times overwhelming, other times still.
grief is a winding valley,
at times an arid desert, other times a blossoming field.
grief is a river bending and turning
suffering our illusion of life’s course remaining the same.
grief is re-membering
the beauty, joy, love and gratitude
of what was and celebrating that so it is forever.
~
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 2 – Day 193 – 6/27/2015
Amazing Grace
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.
’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’d first begun.
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 2 – Day 192 – 6/26/2015
and, what a day of traveling the way of the heart beginning with love winning as the Supremes rule for marriage equality all over the USA and moving on to President Obama delivering balm for the soul of our nation in Charleston including singing “Amazing Grace” followed by a very encouraging doctor’s appointment leading to a most celebratory happy hour with the numero uno angel assigned to me… one more divine communion before going into dreamtime in graceland…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 2 – Day 191 – 6/25/2015
i love when the transcendant field, grace, kicks in… in every moment of feeling that i can’t take one more step, an angel appears in so many different forms… visitor, caller, writer, sharer, inspirer, transporter, elemental, vibration, dream, “random” thought, memory and the path opens… thank you, beloved, thank you beloveds…